| Blasphemy they whisper in the dark of blasting me
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| Let he who has no sin bust the 1st shot after me
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| Blasphemy they whisper in the dark of blasting me
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| Let he who has no sin bust the 1st shot after me
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| Blasphemy they whisper in the dark of blasting me
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| Let he who has no sin bust the 1st shot after me
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| Blasphemy they whisper in the dark of blasting me
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| Let he who has no sin bust the 1st shot after me
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| Yo, if there’s a heaven in the afterlife, it’s crowded in the cosmos
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| Only God knows, in my physical dwells Allah’s ghost
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| Many mortals embody the spirit of diablo’s
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| Of all the plagues in the ghetto
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| We’re either dead or behind bars most
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| Unlike them lost souls, I chose the right path at my crossroad
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| My life is like the scripture that was foretold
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| As days pass I uphold the faith
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| Praying God don’t close the gate
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| This life is deep, but I could hold the weight
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| March in my Jehovah souljah state
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| Where shaytan waits pon'
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| God’s path wanting my soul as he lie in wait
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| Control the population with guns, drugs, diseases
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| Got my people acting evil, strung out on needles waiting for Jesus
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| Once made in the image of God who turned savages
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| Get murdered by the government gang with silver badges
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| I feel them assembling in the dark plotting to assail
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| I hear the banging, from them fastening my cross to the ground with nails
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| I seek refuge from Allah from the one who is ecursive
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| If the devil didn’t exist, then I wouldn’t have a purpose
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| The prophecy must be fulfilled
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| See I already died my first death
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| Just cause a man is breathing, doesn’t mean he has the breath
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| The angel of death be calling spirits out the physical
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| Take a look through the eyes of a disciple, shit is visual
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| Allah sharpened my peripheral
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| Blessed me with the gift of prophecy
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| So I can see the wickedness you hid in you
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| Raised amongst murderers and criminals, once a master crook
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| I already know what you thinking
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| I used to give victims the same look
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| Let he who has no sin cast the first stone
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| Cause when my peoples send you to me
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| You’ll be my slave in the kingdom
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| Death is only but a breath away
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| I pray I don’t get left astray
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| Many are they who seek to slay me like prey
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| I hear them whispering in the dark, plotting to assail
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| I hear them fastening my cross to the ground with nails |