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"Do what you wilt!" It is said so in sacred scriptures
Of the holy man devoted to the pussy
And his followers as well, devoted to his will
While
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Preaching on beats might tat this scripture
Sprite codeine it's a nice lil mixture
Lean in my cup i don't like to drink liquor
Slimey lil bitch like
richer
I feel like God when I write I'm just sayin scriptures
Strict laws on my life I'm like a damn prisoner
No flaws on my wife she like a Black Princess
an outcaste
If you keep shouting, you are in your casket...Bastard
Superpowers, supervision
Tutankhamun, superstitious
Cruel sparrow, screwed up scriptures
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Hold all reservations here, I’d rather suffer on my own
Lashes on my back like scripture
Cause, Christ, you ain’t been next to me
Christ, you
She got a cross on her wrist
She always lost in abyss
cnd on her thigh got a scripture
She always lie when I'm with her
Trying to keep God in
written in the scripture
JaH say so
Leave our people alone
Leave our children alone
Leave our prophets alone
Cause JaH JaH is coming to town
Every knee
and order
Scripture or apparel ntwana I chose the former
Holy drip (Holy)
For His honour (Drip, drip)
Holy drip (Yeah lele)
For His glory (Drip, drip)
Holy
Use ink I stab you with the blood fill up my pen
Apocalyptic scripture this is music for the end
Use ink no weapon shall be forged against my pen
Blowing propane
This no cocain
Listen to these scriptures from the cold stone age
I Roll thy blizz
I lit thy flame
I do not quit
I spark to brain
read the Koran or Islamic scriptures) Uh
(Only Psalms I read was on the arms of my niggaz) Come on
(I woke up early this morning with a new sight over
around his neck and get to fucking buckling up
For every moment I counted on him, I'm fucking him up
Torture victims are due to scriptures, it's written
To the flooding of bed sheets with sick crimson rain
A warped diction of scriptures befouled
Traditions steeped within disgraces reviled
Father, unholy one,
the belt?
Tie it around his neck and
Get to fucking buckling up
For every moment I counted on him
I'm fucking him up
Torture victims are due to scriptures
spittin scriptures comin from my mind
They love my hustle man they love my grind
They love my hustle man they love my grind
She love my hustle man they
a struggle
It get rough sometimes
So I put my faith in scripture
Not the stuff that I buy
And when I try to take this Truth
From the scripture to masses
They
of the ghetto, nobody explain it to me
Livin the scripture the picture they painted for me
Rippin it runnin and gunnin and aimin for me
Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah)
I
gone
For good
Except
This one
Howling scriptures to the mother earth
O mother Africa awake your son
To all the mommas with the money eyes
This
And proclaim
That His will be done
Scriptures they heed have misled them
All praise their sacrificed sons
All praise their sacrificed sons
Teach them
come, him a go quote de scripture.
Swallow field a go be in a the battlefield, Yeah Yeah.
Natty Dread will never run away, no no no.
Natty Dread
people?
And proclaim
That His will be done
Scriptures they heed have misled them
All praise their sacrificed sons
All praise their sacrificed sons
kan o mọ gangan gangan
Time e no play, stand in the way
And fade ou, fade ou bêë ni
Come find wisdom come find cause
Go read some scripture lazy boy
The scriptures got me down as the paperboy [paper paper]
So as I travel through stone sand and gravel,
I pay no mind to babble, gossip and what have you.
'Cause
accepted as the Messiah?
Then beginning with Moses and the prophets
He explains all the scriptures that referred to him
The promise to Abraham
That his
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