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give me the angle
Who in the dango, pop on one of my partners, c'mon my mama armor
Flip out with the wicked dip out, I'm doin the damn thang
School by

the lime marked on graves of innocence.
I feel the pain, passed to me by he who feeds.
I feel the hope drain, from the shells of those who plead. 

II.

I'm the evil brother of Gabriel
I was cast into the darkness by Raphael
I was known to Jacob as Azazel
When I fed upon the sins of Israel
Hiding in

held up and fortified by hades this maze corrupting blaze wicked ways the stage
Gasden for the page rattle the raffle play I leave it what it may too

a reason, and it's part of my growth
Took my time to hurt and heal, i can tell you i done both
I ain't just nodded to this path, i was certain with my oath

Let's get it

I'm singing miracles
Rapping spirituals
Praying for the fams who lost
In the physical
Sense
Ladies and gents
This is scrambling for

everything to its proper end—
even the wicked for a day of disaster.

5 The Lord detests all the proud of heart.
Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished.

is ticking
Judgement day He'll fire the wicked
Armor up I got it fitted
Christ my king He give permission
Serve the Lord and stay submitted
Go by

was overcome by all the wicked spirits
Chasing shots early in the am trying to silence all the interference
Sin steady cheapening my soul like an item

you don't want to fuck with these cats
In fact night and dawn is ours brother
Brothers to be exact
This town's pulse is the beat and path where we

and leave this life behind
But I need some time
My brother on the line
I just wanna see him change his ways and live for Christ

I'm from the 6 where it get

don't die
Actualize when you strive
Have heart like mine
No IED this land not mine
Colonized by the high
Er power it light work
Pushing no shove it our

this far
I cannot believe
That I can walk this far

Stuck behind a grin
Every thing I love is a sin
You were always by my side
Even to our last goodbye

Street Rules

Mad Skillz

From Where???

1995

be wicked, keep that biscuit by yo' side
What the fuck?  Who the next crew to get run amuck?
It's all real over here, on the streets you get stuck
for

wicked game
Know a nigga sick with this shit but I got some sicker ways
Only way I come in that bitch if I know I'm getting paid
Truth be told I probably

would not spit this verse
So Jesus paid for my sins he had no time to rehearse
I always knew about God I took my time to research
And when everything is

this miserable human race
Cause there's no fucking way to erase our sins from the past
The blessing we had is consumed by the misery
We brought this

Things are far more serious then
I suspect you've been told
People are dying up here
And that isn't the end
Well how did all this happen?
We have

lackin the faith God just testing my heart
Surrounded by evil I tell it depart
When I part this earth promise I'm leaving my mark
Praise God
Demons try me

the back
So I don't give too many daps
This journey might get rocky
I'll adjust ASAP
In this cycle of sin
I done did too many laps
Wish I could visit heaven

doubted myself
Said
Alex you gone make it
This a dream had a by many
Achieved by a few

But I see my mama crying
I can't give up on you

You had dreams

In my younger years, running steady committing sins. I recollect and reminisce on hanging with my old peers. Sippin on Hennessy & tanqueray to get me

I just repeat, sins that I just repeat
'Cause I’ve fallen into routines that are twisted, wicked, unclean
Scary visions are haunting me, must beware

I've noticed
Would the passion go away if all your numbers were frozen?
Sad people, on a path led by they ego
The remedy's lethal, getting high just like