*rain and
[chorus x2: Now I lay me to sleep I, I pray the lord my soul he keeps If I die, before I awake I, I pray the lord that my he takes
[killah If I die, may the sky turn forever Neglect the moon of a light, the sun beige May the lord up every grave prophet that was slayed May they roam the for thousands days 'em a body of a slave May the lord strike this earth with and plagues If I ever lay, may cover me with weed, ash, hip and sage Merry raid, may they bust in gauge judge pray, when they lower my cage And my flesh return to wet which I was made, my bones rot and decay If I rest eternal, may the send great inferno Till day I write my journal Journal, urban (lord)
priest] Dear father The reason why I at your gates holdin two revolvers 'cause down on earth I had mad my body from the tabernacle of robbers I pray an angel take my body Before the doctors a chance to do an autopsy Buryin me near bob marley, or even salassie me by his israeli posse What I know shocks me, the heads of juliani Six-six-six, illuminati, and lord makes mummify me I put every word in my So in time, eye can see Send death to the world, haunted Kill 'em with torment, let the rise, that lies dorment No more life insurance or warrants, for me
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[killah When I was born, gynacologists surrounded my Now I'm born, archeologists surroundin my They suit me up in perfume, in that church room cry, I be back to earth soon Felt the fever of thieves in my Born to live the sunset of the world If we die of another ignorance lord, they ain't innocent Before acted nigger-ish, tasted hell bitterness Swallow my tongue, a liquorice Though, runnin his naked wilderness Mad as a jackal, the dry mouth That the grave at the time of drought Bury me king david in the oasis Fill my body godly fragrance May I sleep the ancient Feed my to the ravens Wish on every peagan If I finish my night in some gutter my throat cut By some fake friends who had me up Fill whole planet with smoke and such If I'm like abrah' May I in the arms of an angel Fuck a friend, they can change too Return to the earth as gairule, my own funeral Lookin unusual, may the choke and spit up my coffin Use my as an offering, God bless my offsprings (show him the way) If I die (show him the way)
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