Lyrics:
bad
Your fault, your life nigga, your shit just sad
Move time, fast forward, envision my destiny
These peasant ass niggas lying through they fuckin'
pathetic
I tell him to exit, he give me a headache I ruin his credit and now he a peasant
We shock em' like static, we up like the attic, dick up automatic
Manufactured crisis with all their new devices
So precise nothing nice watch the weapon come to life
It's the worst weapon tested on the peasants
No protection
Hell Productions
Oh Yeah
The ruler of absence
The slaying and the killing of peasants
In the layers of hell
God's on his knees
Satan
Yay
Satan
Nay
We did not end strong, I can say its all my fault
Can you be peasant crazy lady
Problems start to hit me and it cut deep like Machete
Ima make it, Im
urgent
Get this bitch turnt, turnt, turnt
Bitch, we super turnt, don't talk to peasants, I just need my check
They still talk about these niggas when I
don't know how to work to get they bread, they peasants
Bitch, I've been working since 13, I'm still legit
Niggas moving swift, you know he quick to drop
I live in the present
Fuck the past none of my business
Call me a crescent
Life and death got me begging for forgiveness
I was a peasant
But I got
Act like god with those not strong and put the fear in peasants
Death to those that speak for all and also kill his children
A class of man, held up so
I really own
Look at that girl, she text me up and blow my phone
I'm not a peasant, I am a king, sit on my throne
Let's numb this pain now
Popping
On the backs of slaves, History
Will repeat again, I'm sorry
Rome has fallen
Spread too thin to win the fight
Peasants rise to earn their rights
Western greed
the holiest light
Peasants and prostitutes dancing at their heels
Shaking brass ringlets that sing like silver bells
Tapping the beat with their feet between
three percs today now I'm working til the morning
We is not the same what's a king to a peasant
Looking at my jeans aw shit that's yo mortgage
I don't
Aviator
Seeking GOD's presence
He sending me presents
I can't fuck wit peasants
GOD sending me severance
And it ain't no question
I'm in the right
call me inadequate
Just keep my name out your mouth
Call me offensive
Call me a peasant call me a whore
Call me obsessive call me irrelevant
Just keep my
dope forever niggas (ever niggas)
Take my chances instead of rappin' with you peasant niggas (peasant niggas)
Underwater bring it back like it's
essence we reverence his name (Ooh)
While silly peasants we presently tryna steal his fame
You carry 45s aks king of the tools
But you can't make a day
life peasant,
When I past life regressed.
She said, "We're going to try this again, usually the best possible
Past life comes to the forefront first but
Every heart comes crashing down
Will eat the words you say
Even kings can't keep their crowns
When peasants storm the gates
I don't want to be so
Pained and intense, man
They were inquiring.
They were curious orange...
They rode over peasants like you, they rode over peasants like you,
Material folds
>From rough, modest clothes
Slabs of cold sacred stone
The peasant girl kneels
In strips of feeble water light
Slim fingers
and Britain is mine
That day, on way
And all peasants will know Oranj
Peasants smile: big shine
Very happy under rule of Oranj
You can whine under rule
Peasant to a priest
Soldier now a chief
Learned to work just like a servant
So I turned into the King
You do what you wanna do
Be what you are
Ain't
(Hook)
Pull up in European
These niggas peons
My team is way beyond
What niggas be on
And I’ll be here for eons
So peasant be gone
I’m out
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