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By this all people will know
That you are my disciples
If you have love for one another
By this all people will know
That you are my disciples
If

sides
These niggas were aimin' at my v-neck for this whole time
It's like I'm playin' Russian Roulette with this .45
Swear I ain't seen my nigga

movies

People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with gods
Hoes is on my disciples, you get mind-fucked by these broads
Life is just

swallowing, engulfing
Devoured by darkness, the blackest speech seeped into his soul
The blood of the serpent leaves him whole
The devouring darkness,

to stay

I told them I was happy so the pills they came and took them away
And now I’m struggling day by day
What else can I say

What can I do
What’s

Russian Roulette}

Joan Armatrading

Sleight of Hand

1986

I bring myself down by making the things up
I imagine you gone
Russian roulette
Like dancing with death
I carry on

I'll take the blame
I know

and every vice that you need
There's a taste to be injected

Russian roulette me
You think you got it, oh I think you got it all
Infiltrate me
I think you got

Sunz of Man Court

Sunz of Man

Elements

2004

year curse
The lost disciples, bound, to the midst of the
bottomless pit, trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness
I hear the sound

thing that could compare to our relationship
A fucked up game of roulette
Where can we go from here?

As a girlie I'd seek you out when my boredom set

roulette
All my tears only full of regret
You're better off playing
Dead
You're better off playing
Dead
You're better off playing
Wasn't on me my love
I'm

what time is
Cause I’m timeless
A six on every dice
We taking no chances
Play with a loaded gun
Russian roulette let it spin, let it
spin eh
Verse 1:
Ay

the fools
Not sorry we met or sorry I left
But that's what you get with Russian Roulette
Not sorry, not sorry
Not sorry we met or sorry I left
You broken,

that had made me regret
 
And when it all came crashing down
I never would've thought, never would've thought
That I'd be picked back up by you

Cause I

Pop pop hearing shots in the dark
Let it go off we been hot from the start
All eyes on me like a CV cough
We the new beginning like a word by the dot

Tryna pull up in a foreign, I swear that lil beast is annoyin
She heard that I parked by the noise and she brought the pussy out of storage
That lil

to go off like a shot
I got a tight flow and I know I show it off quite a lot
I’m a disciple with the vinyl scratching beating the box
And all the tribal

Lord
A disciple for You
It's all about Him

Daily walking through
Same old routine
Everyone that I know
Tries to get by
With You on their side
Night

doubt when you wanted to lock me away
Still so haunted by that pussy picture you plastered around our group chat
Fucking sick
There ain't too much I

Because Jesus has completely transformed our lives
And bought us out of our sins by His blood
He is our Master - our Lord
And we want to obey Him
Not

Put your hands together
Juan Sam
Do not be conformed
To this world
But be transformed
By the renewal of you're mind
Discover the power

Song Ttile: MLK
Lyrics By: Brian Belfast Ward, Najahsi, steve e ross
Music By: Brian Belfast Ward

Intro: 
 
      There's a little song 
      That

Disciples of none
Locked and loaded, cock-sure
(Semper fi! do or die!)
One by one a bolt between the lobes
(Gung ho!)
Ooh! It makes the grass grow
See! It

like its Memphis 
Check this out, I'm bout to walk on the beat
My swords my bible for all the disciples its a long journey 
Put your shods on your feet
I

Russian Roulette

Joan Armatrading

Sleight of Hand

1986

I bring myself down by making the things up
I imagine you gone
Russian roulette
Like dancing with death
I carry on

I'll take the blame
I know