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[chorus x2: Now I lay me to sleep I, I pray the lord that my he keeps If I should die, I awake I, I pray the lord that my he takes
priest] If I die, may the sky forever grey Neglect the moon of a light, the sun beige May the lord up every grave Every prophet that was May they roam the earth for days Give 'em a body of a May the lord strike this with pestilence and plagues If I ever lay, may they me with weed, ash, hip and sage Merry raid, may they bust in gauge Merry judge pray, when lower my cage And my return to wet clay From I was made, my bones rot and decay If I rest eternal, may the lords great inferno this day I write my journal Journal, urban (lord)
[killah Dear heavenly The reason why I at your gates holdin two revolvers 'cause on earth I had mad drama my body from the tabernacle of robbers I pray that an angel my body Before the doctors have a to do an autopsy Buryin me near bob marley, or even salassie me by his israeli posse What I know shocks me, the seven heads of Six-six-six, illuminati, and makes shorty mummify me I put every word in my So in time, eye can see death to the world, that's haunted Kill 'em with torment, let the beast rise, that dorment No more insurance or police warrants, for me
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[killah I was born, gynacologists surrounded my womb Now I'm born, archeologists surroundin my They suit me up in perfume, in that small room Don't cry, I be back to earth Felt the fever of thieves in my Born to after the sunset of the world If we die of another man's Remember lord, they ain't Before they acted nigger-ish, tasted bitterness Swallow my tongue, a liquorice Though, runnin through his wilderness Mad as a jackal, the dry mouth That prowls the grave at the time of me near king david Somewhere in the Fill my with godly fragrance May I sleep the ancient my flesh to the ravens Wish on every peagan If I my night in some gutter with my throat cut By some fake who had me doped up this whole planet with smoke and such If I'm murdered abrah' May I in the arms of an angel a close friend, they can change too Return to the as gairule, hostin my own funeral Lookin unusual, may the choke and spit up my coffin Use my body as an offering, God bless my (show him the way) If I die (show him the way)
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