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Cruifixion [CD Version]
by Young Tibay
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Verse: I Was Born Relentless, Made Too Evade Jail And Prison. My Philosophical Lyrics, Paved Like Religion. Throwing Dirt On The Graves Of Fakes, An All My Snitches. I Leave My Enemies Bleak, Wit Out They I.V. For Tryna Implate My Dualistic Cemistry. Fuck Old Friends, Who Wanted Me Dead. My Telelkinesis-Theists, Blessed Too Proselytize They Mind Set. Sins Tried Too Do Me In, Along With Crooked Society. I Ride In The Night Streets, Compactible superstition. I Willingly Form Universal Humanist Visions, As I Go Through My Struggles.
I Try Too Harmonies, Wit Abrahamic Dynamices. Reborn My Real Soldiers Committed Too Social Justice, We Elevate Our Grudges. Deep Felt Animosity, Fuck The Illuminati. As We Raise Up Our Psychological Proverty.
Hook: ( I wonder Will They Prayer for Me, Smoke Ah Blunt For My Peace. Prayers At My Crucifixion 3 x)
Verse: So We Move Pass Margret Grener, Too A Brigther Day. Stop The Killing Of Our Kids, It's Time Too Utilize Mary Peeks. Teach The Young Minds Too Read, Follow Not Ever Word Of Ashley King. It's Hypocritical Trickey, We Fail Too Research History. We Let The World Define Our Black Nationary, It Anit Hard Too Tell Who Our Enemies. Indoctrination Shows You How They Changed Your History, Even The Image Of Hebrew Jesus. Peep The Game What I'm Trying Too Feed You, The Reptilians Got The NACCP Strategize A Plan On Niggas.
They Selling Out For Figures, Crooked Cops Got They Hands On The Trigger.
Hook:( I wonder Will They Prayer for Me, Smoke Ah Blunt For My Peace. Prayers At My Crucifixion 3 x).
Verse: It Anit Fair, The Senseless Killings. My Homeboys Are Either Gang Banging Or Drug Dealing. Feel My Graphical Picture, Lil Shorty Can't Wait Til He Get A little Bigger. Too Ride On His Demons, His Vision Is Screaming. Escape This Poverty, Knowing This World He Was Giving. Too Make His Livin, Realize Life Is A Warfare. Death Around Every Corner Or Locked Behind Bars, Now Righteousness Losing It's Vision. It's My Mission, Restore My People Humanism. Out The gutter, This Live Hell. Follow Me And Feed Off My Energy, Imma Mortal Man; Who Ready Too Elevate Supernatural Plans. ( End).
Verse: I Was Born Relentless, Made Too Evade Jail And Prison. My Philosophical Lyrics, Paved Like Religion. Throwing Dirt On The Graves Of Fakes, An All My Snitches. I Leave My Enemies Bleak, Wit Out They I.V. For Tryna Implate My Dualistic Cemistry. Fuck Old Friends, Who Wanted Me Dead. My Telelkinesis-Theists, Blessed Too Proselytize They Mind Set. Sins Tried Too Do Me In, Along With Crooked Society. I Ride In The Night Streets, Compactible superstition. I Willingly Form Universal Humanist Visions, As I Go Through My Struggles.
I Try Too Harmonies, Wit Abrahamic Dynamices. Reborn My Real Soldiers Committed Too Social Justice, We Elevate Our Grudges. Deep Felt Animosity, Fuck The Illuminati. As We Raise Up Our Psychological Proverty.
Hook: ( I wonder Will They Prayer for Me, Smoke Ah Blunt For My Peace. Prayers At My Crucifixion 3 x)
Verse: So We Move Pass Margret Grener, Too A Brigther Day. Stop The Killing Of Our Kids, It's Time Too Utilize Mary Peeks. Teach The Young Minds Too Read, Follow Not Ever Word Of Ashley King. It's Hypocritical Trickey, We Fail Too Research History. We Let The World Define Our Black Nationary, It Anit Hard Too Tell Who Our Enemies. Indoctrination Shows You How They Changed Your History, Even The Image Of Hebrew Jesus. Peep The Game What I'm Trying Too Feed You, The Reptilians Got The NACCP Strategize A Plan On Niggas.
They Selling Out For Figures, Crooked Cops Got They Hands On The Trigger.
Hook:( I wonder Will They Prayer for Me, Smoke Ah Blunt For My Peace. Prayers At My Crucifixion 3 x).
Verse: It Anit Fair, The Senseless Killings. My Homeboys Are Either Gang Banging Or Drug Dealing. Feel My Graphical Picture, Lil Shorty Can't Wait Til He Get A little Bigger. Too Ride On His Demons, His Vision Is Screaming. Escape This Poverty, Knowing This World He Was Giving. Too Make His Livin, Realize Life Is A Warfare. Death Around Every Corner Or Locked Behind Bars, Now Righteousness Losing It's Vision. It's My Mission, Restore My People Humanism. Out The gutter, This Live Hell. Follow Me And Feed Off My Energy, Imma Mortal Man; Who Ready Too Elevate Supernatural Plans. ( End).
