[Verse 1]
Everything I Spit is some what of a biblical speach and to the
Preacher I preach so he can understand where I stand in on
The line underneath my feet Im not one to compete im one to
Take the best and put them to rest and Pick a weapon and
Thats not even a compition, to rest and then I come back
And then call that a compition? nah thats called a consequence
Ill put them to sucide and if you think you got a chance you
Better pray to god that you ain't dieing, because when its my
Time and my time comes Ill be moving minds and bringing them to
Greater times and since my tracks that i've already spit didn't
Justice Ill be back on this no interruption shit
I bring it back like Ill be bringing a rapture coming back for
The attack an then I bring in the facts sir
[Verse 2]
I got back on this sick flow, you muther fuckers don't even know
That I just know so you tell your muther fuckers this zombie
Is back as hes spitting as it could be a accapella I be living
And then I come back and wake up and everyday wondering if its
A dream if this reality that I gave away is just a illusion
Or its bringing me down, because I got a feeling that I can be
Something greater then what I am now or what I could come to be
Or maby its just to go back on a spitting spree
Or maby its just me because Im spitting like your seeing me
On CTV and all you mother fuckers wishing you could be me you can't
Even see me
As I ride until the day I die I see the shit that you ain't see
Visible to invisible eyes
You never stopping me Im killing every Mother Fucker in the
Industry and if you thinking you tarring me down I got a cannon
No demanding no this completion no fucking
Demanding this completion I got planned inside of my head
Your brothers growing up to make an army, your going to end up
Dead
Everything I Spit is some what of a biblical speach and to the
Preacher I preach so he can understand where I stand in on
The line underneath my feet Im not one to compete im one to
Take the best and put them to rest and Pick a weapon and
Thats not even a compition, to rest and then I come back
And then call that a compition? nah thats called a consequence
Ill put them to sucide and if you think you got a chance you
Better pray to god that you ain't dieing, because when its my
Time and my time comes Ill be moving minds and bringing them to
Greater times and since my tracks that i've already spit didn't
Justice Ill be back on this no interruption shit
I bring it back like Ill be bringing a rapture coming back for
The attack an then I bring in the facts sir
[Verse 2]
I got back on this sick flow, you muther fuckers don't even know
That I just know so you tell your muther fuckers this zombie
Is back as hes spitting as it could be a accapella I be living
And then I come back and wake up and everyday wondering if its
A dream if this reality that I gave away is just a illusion
Or its bringing me down, because I got a feeling that I can be
Something greater then what I am now or what I could come to be
Or maby its just to go back on a spitting spree
Or maby its just me because Im spitting like your seeing me
On CTV and all you mother fuckers wishing you could be me you can't
Even see me
As I ride until the day I die I see the shit that you ain't see
Visible to invisible eyes
You never stopping me Im killing every Mother Fucker in the
Industry and if you thinking you tarring me down I got a cannon
No demanding no this completion no fucking
Demanding this completion I got planned inside of my head
Your brothers growing up to make an army, your going to end up
Dead
( DeJKriz )
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