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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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