*rain and
[chorus x2: Now I lay me to sleep I, I pray the that my soul he keeps If I should die, I awake I, I the lord that my soul he takes
priest] If I die, may the sky turn grey Neglect the moon of a light, the sun beige May the lord open up every Every prophet that was May they roam the earth for thousands Give 'em a 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 they bust in judge pray, when they lower my cage And my return to wet clay From which I was made, my rot and decay If I rest eternal, may the lords great inferno Till this day I write my Journal, urban (lord)
[killah heavenly father The reason why I stand at your gates two revolvers 'cause down on I had mad drama Protect my from the tabernacle of robbers I that an angel take my body Before the doctors have a to do an autopsy Buryin me near bob marley, or even salassie Surround me by his posse What I know shocks me, the heads of juliani Six-six-six, illuminati, and makes shorty mummify me I put every in my diary So in time, eye can see death to the world, that's haunted 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, gynacologists my womb Now I'm born, archeologists surroundin my They suit me up in perfume, in small church room Don't cry, I be to earth soon Felt the fever of in my blood to live after the sunset of the world If we die of man's ignorance lord, they ain't innocent Before they nigger-ish, tasted hell bitterness Swallow my tongue, like a Though, runnin through his naked Mad as a jackal, the dry mouth That prowls the grave at the of drought me near king david Somewhere in the Fill my body godly fragrance May I sleep with the Feed my to the ravens Wish on every peagan If I finish my night in some with my throat cut By some fake who had me doped up Fill this planet with smoke and such If I'm murdered like May I fall in the of an angel Fuck a close friend, they can 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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