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[killah If I die, may the sky turn grey Neglect the of a light, turn the sun beige May the lord open up every Every prophet that was May they roam the earth for thousands 'em a body of a slave May the lord strike this earth with pestilence and If I ever lay, may they me with weed, ash, hip and sage Merry thug raid, may bust in gauge Merry judge pray, when they lower my And my flesh to wet clay From which I was made, my rot and decay If I rest eternal, may the lords great inferno Till day I write my journal Journal, urban (lord)
[killah Dear father The reason why I stand at your gates holdin two 'cause down on earth I had mad Protect my body from the of robbers I pray that an angel my body Before the have a chance to do an autopsy Buryin me near bob marley, or even haley Surround me by his israeli What I know shocks me, the heads of juliani Six-six-six, illuminati, and lord shorty mummify me I put word in my diary So in time, eye can see Send death to the world, that's Kill 'em with torment, let the rise, that lies dorment No life insurance or police warrants, for me
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[killah When I was born, surrounded my womb Now I'm born, archeologists my tomb They me up in perfume, in that small church room Don't cry, I be to earth soon Felt the of thieves in my blood to live after the sunset of the world If we die of man's ignorance Remember lord, they ain't Before they nigger-ish, tasted hell bitterness Swallow my tongue, a liquorice Though, runnin through his wilderness Mad as a jackal, with the dry prowls the grave at the time of drought Bury me near david Somewhere in the Fill my body with fragrance May I sleep the ancient Feed my to the ravens Wish death on every If I my night in some gutter with my throat cut By some fake friends who had me up Fill whole planet with smoke and such If I'm murdered abrah' May I fall in the of an angel Fuck a close friend, they can too Return to the as gairule, hostin my own funeral unusual, may the earth choke and spit up my coffin Use my body as an offering, God my offsprings (show him the way) If I die (show him the way)
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