youtube/watch?v=SzjeMJXHhaE Im on that armageddon, public devastation, come in the Revelations Rap Jehovah, knocking pastors over while I pass the dosha Lord forgive him, but I keep cutting these records like a sword was with em Mixing it with the medicine, attempting to warn the children Of what the future holds, slaves of monatomic gold Seems the problem is atomic, but its microscopic though Im courting hoes and pouring fours, there must be something more than this Hopefully Im immortal and Ill never need a mortician All my thoughts is black, Kweli on the track My reflection is eternal even if the mirror cracks And I dont wear no watch, cause I aint got no time Solar system, this is astronomy not a rhyme We bringing the real back, yall aint have no spine So spin the reel back, nigga press rewind Soak it all in, that is until youre dry Im throwing the peace and eating a piece of devils pie!
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 06:48:47 +0000
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