
Kublai Khan (Instr.) 歌詞
God hates me never keep my banger on safety
My mother raised me alone you can't break me
My hearts pumpin the blood of Royce Gracie
My thoughts dumpin the slug and point straightly
You rhyme fakely you still scarred
I'm studing deep thoughts like Bill Maher
I'm real raw we just dumbin it out
And y'all ain't sayin nothin with a gun in yo mouth
That's what I'm about but Vinnie Paz go deeper
Y'all still under the spell of dose ether
The Grim Reaper its all nature
And every word from Allah is on paper
We all hate ya we can't stand you
Chapter 8 verse 3 book of Daniel
You like a candle you just burn
You never worship Allah you can't learn
Chemicle space ships see dust splits hit from the Matrix
Pig Destroyer Anakis kiss splatter your patriots
Make coast stops injectin my pockets with Votox
Laytex *****es be chokin on *****like Blow-Pops
My flows hot my glocks like a popular friend
Sniffin Oxy-Cottin we rock till the popular says
Merciful fate we at the gates I hurt you for cake
Cause Red Planets like a s**t Magnet it counters with Jay
Digital cuffs runnin from the D's and the fuzz
Gut you out rock Gas Mask bleedin an stuff
Into the void like blue velvet goons and clerics
New syntetic designer jewels for moods in deserts
In heaven and earth barcodes to measure my girth
That's like the J D L joinin the zoo relation for turf
Birth of the solar we did so write for the cobra
God teks me and we all stand with iced out clothes
Check it
Yo
Yo
Now where it be's like n***az wanna stay tight I stay right
Face fight get your weak split s**t then I spit
Most Acurate Flex writin back a bit
Range on the side of it yo I'm tryin to get a lot of it
I rock that exotic s**t spit the hottest s**t
Yo trial might get the same time ya oughta get
Death before dishonor s**t gangster persona s**t
Jedi Mind 2-5 is who I'm probably with
When I'm tryin to score the third its who I holler with
Yo hood its my project exchange objects
Yo guns for my teks yo range for my lex
Q B to Philly we control sets
I stay splurgin heads stay wrapped in Turbans
Tigher than a Virgin of Ford Excursion n***a
So how you figure that we don't be reppin
H*es sell weapons in the Dodge Intremped n***a
Yo Stoupe whattup baby whats good
Jedi Mind the gracious 2-5 collabo