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Been at war with myself for too long can't no rap nigga ever try to battle me
Why did you wake up this monster
Why you lead pigs to the slaughter
in Nandos
Tell your cops stop stressing tho
Gonna get that dog with a Rambo
Don't know what the fuck they talking about my gs are ready for war (fuck
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
And cops searching for deoxyribonucleic acid
Slay the fascists
Pharaoh fans pray for classics
Come through in Raiders jackets
To make this magic
I'm a holy
Momma cried for days, and Daddy didn't know what to do
Momma cried for days, and Daddy didn't know what to do
At his military funeral, Momma said he died
fallen from trees
Just for me
Just to be crash cymbals
In class I'd pass the time
Drawing a slash for every time the second hand went by
A group
(Letter to Take')
(Yeah, go)
Just left another funeral, I shed a tear (damn)
I'm still in disbelief, I can't believe it's real
I think about
blackness
Rain and increasing fog in the darkness!
A white funeral mantle covers the dark forest
Awakening the demons for a night of no rest!
Demonic beings
a holy life
Always did something right our couple of days were tight
Thanks for everything expressing my gratitude with tears trickling
Down my face 'cause
When you hear the sound X
Tell me what comes to your mind
A past relationship that didn't end fine or do
You see it as the 24th alphabet
For many
The lion slain just like a Lamb
Rose, Became lion again
He did it just for me, for me
The king of light by darkness slain
He rose, defeated all
or hell
nigga money and friends when you ballin
a nigga ain't got shit when he fallin
they say he lived for the homies
then why the nigga
Missiles hit killing families and their friends
Parents run, it is nowhere safe though
Yeah
My neighbour is a savage (savage)
Calls war peace, death life -
collecting souls like they're pleasantries yea
Yea I been out here looking for peace yea
My minds at war I could never be at ease yea
I'm always hot like I'm
at heavens shore,
Abandon your thoughts to the mighty.
Into the chapel of holyness, live for the
Sacred empire, engender the Enigma.
[The Unorthodox]
turnin' up, you're bein' backhanded like Pete Sampras
About that, I missed my uncle's funeral to go to South by Southwest
You ain't gotta appreciate it,
of grey dirt
4 prophets spread the holy gospel of Gods word
All knowing, all places, intelligent movement
Symbolised as the goat worshipped by his
Fake friends got me to make ends meet
While we make the same bed, only y'all get to sleep
Now I'm standing on my feet like I care for the others
But
drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well that's the way I
don't care about friends
I was made to be on my own
I came in this world by myself
And I'm leavin' alone
Hopefully with a crib that I can call my own
With
the palace doors open
You wanted war
I'm ready for it
Leave behind your Trojan horse
Forged my faith out of fire
The smoke choked the trees
It's all been
showed on his face
Hunger for food showed through his loose clothes
That you could tell were once tailored to fit
And a distant look was in his eyes
brother got shot
I'm at his funeral on his casket dropping rocks
Sister crying and mom's going crazy
My uncle Marvin and advice could even phase me
I'm
Sometimes our vices rule us, bad predicament
I just quit but here I go asking for a cigarette
Carcinogens and toxins when I'm by my lonely
Had to pay
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