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Utwór: On earth as it is

  • wykonawca: Ras Kass
  • wyświetleń: 861

Hallelujah when I do ya
  
   Verse One:
  
   Shit, I ain't never seen an angel, virgin bitches with halos
   But my secular metaphysical theology is fatal
   Because me with a mic cable is a religious experience in itself
   I got a message from God
   He said, "Don't even try to fuck with me," suckered reluctantly
   Carried the cross and uppercuts and at that, I'm hazardous
   I speak to the heads and raise the dead like Lazarus
   Led the fucking lambs to the slaughter, and walked on water
   When it's frozen, in the ground influence and I'm on point
   like the unicorn and you need a form, to bring rains
   to Desert Storm for 40 days and 39 nights
   So my cerebral flows flood the Earth with a, megahertz
   And the first shall be last and the last shall be first
   Reciting a biblical verse before I make your melon burst
   Like that nigga Jules from Pulp Fiction
   My salvation is salivation, and diction crucifixion
   It's a blessing just to live another day they say
   Because the Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away
   So my niggaz pray five times a day and still
   carry a trey-five-seven (On Earth, As It Is In Heaven)
  
   Chorus:
  
   (On the planet) Earth, it was my place of birth
   Born to be the sole controller, of the universe
   Drinking with the Lord and shoot dice with Christ
   Hitting seven, On Earth, As It Is In Heaven
  
   Verse Two:
  
   Feeling like a cock, 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 dioxycill in one-hundred milligram capsules
   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 neighbors 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
   protection's my religious denomination, B.C.
   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 sewed up 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)
  
   Chorus
  
   Verse Three:
  
   I hit the planet like a plague
   The Book of Revelations red dragon with ten horns and seven heads
   and seven crowns skills concealed until the Seventh Seal revealed
   to fulfill prophecy
   From D.C. to AC/DC radio receivers
   The messiah comes back igniting the fever in the rap world game
   (The hit after) The three headed raptor, is after
   You hear the HemisFear trinity raps rap to you Babylon fires
   Cause thou shalt not worship for sire
   Just like David guillotined philistines even God is homicidal
   Fucking these kids like catholic priests after mass
   Pubic hair of lamb's wool, and feet of burned brass
   That I can put up in your platinum ass son
   Instead I arrive the Golden Child, every knee shall bow
   when the divine styler is speaking in parables
   Like old baptist churches I'm getting old bitches hysterical
   HALLELUJAH! Praise be to Mamadullah, I blew God and not
   another nigga hotter, believe that Meshach
   The hip-hop martyr who sacrificed and gave my life
   But got 4Pac, so I'm livin the Thug Life in the afterlife
   Then I be walking through the pearly gates
   with an infared scope ten millimeter heater
   Cuz if my name ain't in the Book of Life I'm snuffing St. Peter
   Drinking the blood of Jesus Christ and pissing holy water
   no QUESTION who can come cleaner
   M-D-C plus M-I-C equals holy B-I-B-L-E to me
   Matrimony is getting head but I refuse to break bread
   with Jezebels, my management already gets twenty percent
   so fuck tieing, go to Hell
   I'd rather continue backsliding
   You're not from the tribe of Judah, so why you lying?
   Come watch the Zion, I'm signifying
   the next shit to wreck shit and see the Exodus
  
   Chorus

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