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随着一声『财神爷爷到』,从天上掉下一滴甘露正好落在你的嘴唇上!
你在恍惚中看见了3两黄金。
painted as a genius since the age of three [word]
painted as a demon when I maimed my preacher
this ain't just evil, I'm a hateful creature
I climb up cathedrals to break the steeple
see the pride in the deceitful, eyes that peep you
when I decide, if I need to reach and beat you
I'm the guide behind the suicide line who greets you
and advises you to die, and seek release through
tying wires to a pipe and what you breathe through
and sliding ya feet from whatever's beneath you
I'm the type to see through, the lies you speak too
so try to please prove, the lines you weak dudes
inscribe to beats, use, and try to bring to
the violent streets, YOU imply you lead using
nines and G's who, will ride and sweep, shootin
wives and police too, you're high as G-unit
you're nothing, who wanna rumble with me?
the hair-dryer is the only time you gunnin some heat
a broke exhaust is the only time ya chrome is sparkin
and you frontin on your cash like the loan department
when the fuck did every rapper turn into an actor
in a bad mafia flick? -- it's sad that I hafta
listen to this trash, I ain't seen a fish thrash
in the talent pool since I decided to splish-splash
get tagged like loose elephants, the new element
I use is intelligence, crew's is too delicate
soon I'll be a deadlier weapon than nukes headed in
your direction, I'm wreckin a dwellin to loose sediment
never on the shelves. hell, I ain't gotta tell a kid
to move to the beautiful music I'm developing
they do it by themselves, and, I ain't gotta sell a bit
to tell myself I'm relevant, heh, you know my eloquence
is.. so evident, yeah, I flow better than him
him, you, her and anybody reppin this
the cleverness is present in every segment my head invents
settle in and witness an incredible impressionist
check your televisions, convince all your relatives
I escaped my cell again, mention I'm a hellion
I'll pen a message dipecting death, in a letter with
pictures of the Senate and, send it to the President
my methods? they're wretched, never learned a lesson in
confession, I considered even testing, I'm destested
bred into a legend, I've stolen from the FEDS and
I'm holding onto ledges cuz I'm rollin on the edge of em
a pessimist professing protection for professors
who presented me with "F's" when I skipped a lecture
then, pissed on the test and, flipped a section
of desks, with kids still sittin in em, impressed yet?
I been in a system I compare to mess
of dog shit that I stepped in, I get an erection
when somebody yells "Fuck the Government!" then I wet it
in adminstrative pussy, don't push me, I'm less than
a gentleman when I get offended and I'm offended
by Christians with agenda's totch the way I'm living
and make criminals of individuals who take chemicals
and label them as sinners who should get raped in a prison, fools
you must be crazy, who the FUCK here can save me
with instructions from year number one fuckin A.D.?
you retards scheme hard for nothing
there aint a shred of evidence suggesting, something above us
it makes me question which one of us, ingested the drugs
you think you're destined for heaven unless you mess it up?
but hundreds of priests who teach you this, molest the ones
you love and you EXPECT them to be correct, you must
be gullible -- and there's a ton of you, how could I not make fun you?
who will create the thunder to shake you from the slumber?, you
need to wake up, that's why I'm became an entertainer,
to explain why there ain't no need for a Creator
is your brain big enough to retain the information?
if your faith thick enough to sustain humiliation?
can we really make it, as a race, or is our fate debated
by something greater, who manipulates and changes it?
can you seperate the real data from the fake material?
can you contemplate the ways of the ethereal
plane and all the spirits that reign, are you serious?
is Satan captivated by the lyrics that he's hearing?
Naw, I don't have the answers, but neither does your Pastor
one of us admitted it, the other one is acting
simply out of commitment to an invisible Master
go pick up a script, bitch join his little act
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