Feeling like a prophet, cause I be talking to a burning bush
But I'm not knowing till I fornicated with the hoe and
caught the claps so, my first communion consists of
bread and wine and Doxycycline in one-hundred milligram capsules (Amen!)
Let the commandments begin again
Cause just like Moses on Mount Sinai, I broke all Ten
For the believing, in the evening, when I covet my neighbor's wife
I do dirt and get works to reap life, victimize
and give us this day to make our daily bread
Cause if I'm broke, I'm serving cavvy in Bethlehem
Or selling my soul to Satan, six-figure record deal
contagions, my religious denomination is B.C.-notes
I be the coming like when Mary's water broke
So let there be light, so niggaz can see I rock mics religiously
Those who believe ye shall receive
But non-believers, you niggaz doubt my existence like agnostics
The hostile gospel, I apostle, with epistles from speaking in tongues,
but God so loved the world and gave his only begotten Son
to set it on niggaz, blowing backwards bastards to Kingdom Come
And knowing the Judas in my crew
So do unto others before they do unto you
Like Rastas heads be dreadin
Phoenetic armageddeon (On Earth, As It Is In Heaven)
ras kass >>>>>>>>>>>>>> all mc's
Last edited by ronnietheking; 01-14-2014 at 04:21 PM.
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