Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command. Fading
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: Whipping tears from the sky, as the forsaked throne embrace it`s soul. With blood on their hands, and high-raised swords, the ancient gods command.
i came from nothing motherfucker know i'm something ill... still know how the gods chill listen the sound of gods chill...brown fill ..going back ...
Hey, this is God Could I please have your attention There's a need for intervention Man, I'm disappointed in what I'm seeing Yeah, this is God You fight
Now just to prove I ain't different from you Dirty I ain't got nuttin' to do I just wanna take a break No stress, no play I just wanna lay and Chill at
Ah Kin Saule Tonatiuh Qurax Gunes, Grian Surie Ir Samse So the flowering creativity of life Wove its web face to face with the shallow And their Gods
ve been escobar You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed Hair parted with a barbers preciseness Bravehearted for life, it's - The return of the golden child
weaves, and niggaz makin moves that bob and weave, and niggaz with jobs on the side sell weed I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets
, shall not fade Your ancestors salute you And the Gods of your ancestors, salute you Havin', havin' been formed by the minds of your ancestors The Gods
how the interact In the middle of whack my soul stick to a track Kickback records get kicked to the back I want big cribs and my man Ronnie to get his Child
] Till my last breath I'll have death before dishonor (come on) and welcome drama(yeah) Wit open arms and a code of honor My hole persona equals that of gods
If you wanna stay Always here All these years The last frontier It's no concern of theirs The world outside Corrupts my child So trust these eyes
the attic, lost you in Asia, Minor, find you in amazin' Beams I'm supreme my mindstate is like a dream, stargazer Scarred from the radar, beyond Gods
