Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tru God Flow , by - Aqualeo. Release date: 18.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tru God Flow , by - Aqualeo. Tru God Flow |
| Acting like a lunatic, the say that we are lunatics |
| God is acting like a lunatic, so I guess that we are lunatics |
| Uh, uh |
| I need, meds? |
| I need meds huh? |
| I guess so |
| Cause all the time my brain is violently pumping |
| Its like im in a public insane asylum or somethin |
| They say puttin heroin in your veins is how you can function |
| I’m just speaking my mind but the brains is now the assumption |
| Whats really going on? |
| This fake shit is getting tragic |
| Dolls of the new race, human skin mixed with plastic |
| Night of the living dead, sleepwalkers that use acid |
| Nobody sleeps in beds, its like they exchanged them for caskets |
| God: Government of Democracy using tactics |
| To alter your future like voila, magic |
| Tell ya a story fast like, Allah that’s graphic |
| And I’m looking at it like voila, that’s rachet |
| Jesus and the Devil walked at the same damn time |
| I guess they gonna return, at the same damn time |
| You people gotta be, out y’all insane damn minds |
| Imma bleed all of you fuckers, at the same damn time |
| Dont know Aqualeo? |
| Well let me introduce em |
| Spirits are intertwosome, lyrics are really gruesome |
| Been lookin for these real rappers, I didn’t mean to lose em |
| Who in the fuck produced them? |
| I grab their necks and noose em |
| And spit a little riddle and kill what the blacks call hope |
| It’ll be like ba-dee a, Ba-dee a dee a, that’s all, folks! |
| They sweet up in the middle, skittles, raps all jokes |
| I pesticide to these flies till these gnats all croak |
| Wait a minute, stop the tape, the realest shit I got to say |
| Who let these people populate? |
| We gotta get them out the way |
| Just tell me what I got to pay so bitches will not ovulate |
| And have a kid that’s odd and gay cause daddy left him out for prey |
| Cause he wouldn’t take the proper way to propagate |
| You know a nigga gots to hate cause Imma fuck these bitches too |
| Ball and stunt, cappin harder I’m all about my riches too |
| I didn’t really mean that baby go on and give me kisses boo |
| Okay I’m just like all you people, a stupid religious fool |
| V-v-vicious crew, v-v-vindictive v-v-vivid dude with malicious views |
| And enigma that mimics you, who? |
| Dick jackers and awful singers |
| Mick Jaggers and coffee drinkers, lawful thinkers |
| Like whoever it was that set off the shingles |
| Now I’m off to mingle, where the evil eyes? |
| Guess they’re everywhere |
| So come and swear with us evil guys |
| Who? |
| the infamous with endless evil incidents |
| Killing these insolent indigents, I’m the reaper in a sense |
| And look, no chick is good, Don’t pamper their innocence |
| They stay surrounded by woods like campers that’s in a tent |
| They won’t fool me! |
| 'm just not gon go for bogus |
| You trick knots because you’re hopeless |
| Up that twat is where your nose is |
| We’re two different species, like an ostrich and a locust |
| Just don’t rassle with funk like a moshpit with the homeless |
| Don’t do some freaky deeds, that plot is just atrocious |
| You, weak in the knees like osteoporosis |
| Cause you eat it and leave like a pot that’s full of roaches |
| No, follow my lead just watch me bro, I’m focused |
| And that MJ Jesus got that Priceless on some ho shit |
| Or is it I’m the brokest so I’m salty a bit |
| But nowadays no rapper comes across me as it |
| An industry of rag dolls getting tossed when I spit |
| Acie High please you gotta get up off of my dick |
| Schizophrenic no, y’all gotta player backwards like Paul Chris |
| Rappers saying they run the game is the ones all sick |
| If two niggas didn’t die it wouldn’t be all this |
| Ain’t been another Pac, ain’t none of y’all at all Chris |
| This pooh butt hooter raps, this watch a nigga ball shit |
| When these flames from the Devil hit, watch these niggas fall quick |
| At the resurrection come back, that’s why niggas all pissed |
| So if that’s a new God flow, what do you call this? |
| (Priceless!) |
| I’m descending to the earth, the birth constant using dominance |
| To build up my conglomerate to prominence, spite the obvious |
| Hatred that I invoke cause my message isn’t accepted |
| That Michael was the messiah is true but its still rejected |
| Rather than get upset with the bias and the neglect |
| I just wreck on the mic with Tech getting threatened cause I object |
| To the way that people precept rather way that people perceive |
| Since its easy to go forget, I reflect what people believe |
| Projected up on the screen and decoded within some chapters |
| Cast it out to the world with the sinister smirking laughter |
| Son and menace this pastors and bishops and priests is after the youth |
| Who’s out for proof that the resurrection and rapture |
| Like the tyrannosaurus, I’m not the man you should plan to war with |
| Carnivores I’d rather veese out so omnivorous |
| Obsessed with green like a Taurus abandoned in a forest |
| Ive recreated and resurrected the man of Horus |
| So man your worship, before I obliterate all illiterate anum fakes up off my |
| dinner plate |
| And then incinerate and disintegrate and then its finna hate |
| As I disseminate watch me bleed a track til it menstruates |
| I illustrate in my lyrics discriminate and intimidate gimmicks watch as I |
| demonstrate inter fate, to penetrate all the sinners for sinners that imitate |
| Got the pace of a tortoise its not the rabbit who wins the race |
| Im the master of the furnace can’t you tell |
| I been devil sent the casket all benevolent rebels spread in the pestilence |
| The negligence is so prevalent that its evidence |
| So like the president, I’mma make you niggas irrelevant |
| Uh |
| Cause what I’m hearing is gibberish niggerish lyricist who twist the game like |
| licorice, ignorance is bliss |
| But when you listen to lyrics such as this you’ll find out that this spiritual |
| nemesis exists |
| They need a leader rather than see they seek a preacher |
| But they so hollow they follow cause he tweets Maliyah |
| They need a teacher they shouldn’t speak they should be in bleachers |
| Listening attendant from the sinning come through their speakers |
| Show you what weak is, opposite of what I am |
| I have an interscope like Interscope my eyes' a spy cam |
| See a sinners hope is that, Jesus is a conman |
| Who’s coming back to earth to save the meek and all the blind lambs |
| I’m not your average star I’m an avatar who’s a matador |
| This movie is different, Mufasa is about to ravage Scar |
| By rapping bars, leaving bandits in bandages |
| See Anakin’s famished and these rappers looking like sandwiches |
| Check what your bandwidth is cause I’m about to damage kids |
| Through the internet got the intellect of a manic wiz |
| Something like Zuckerburg, nevermind what you heard |
| I devour sheep putting cowards to sleep with touching word |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Ugly Duckling ft. Aqualeo | 2010 |
| Paint On Your Pillowcase ft. Aqualeo, feat. | 2012 |
| Reincarnate | 2013 |
| Now and Laters | 2016 |
| Hit It | 2016 |
| In It | 2016 |
| Sip-N-Get High ft. Aqualeo | 2005 |
| Go Hard | 2011 |
| I'm Sayin | 2011 |
| Fairytale | 2013 |
| Don't Judge Me | 2013 |
| Reapers Coming | 2013 |
| Skeletons | 2013 |
| Speaking in Tounges | 2013 |
| Textin and Driving | 2013 |
| Sip-N-Get High [Screwed and Chopped] ft. Aqualeo | 2005 |
| Oj Did It | 2013 |
| Glorious | 2013 |
| Dark | 2013 |