He who drink blood from the Nile, hate the taste.
Seen a nun take a demon dick straight to the face.
See my uncle cook crack like he baking a cake.
Matter of fact, baked brownies with the A for the shake.
Russell Simmons signed the Beastie Boys, high on rulers.
Rick Rubin was hot too, but Rick the Ruler was a shooter.
Cuban leg cable hanging lower than the table.
My goons flip.
You be handing over all the paper gymnastics.
flip coke and murder weapons savages make your bitch blow the german shepherd
Renegades of doom, super covered, shoot your mother Gucci jumper, Uzi dumper, Uzi's under Stussy bumpers
Kalashnikovs under camouflage, scrapping up the flugelrod.
True and living, you've been guards, shooter squads.
Or a puro, like a future or a mural.
Never taking shorts, cause Brooklyn's always the borough.
Egyptian Moses.
Fuck the police.
Righteousness first, lust in the seat.
Enough ice to manifest Christ like dust in the weed.
Rest in peace, Uncle Howie.
Rest in peace, Sean P.
Egyptian Moses Kappa King Top Peace Fuck the police Righteousness first lesson
and deceit, enough ice to manifest Christ like dust in the weed.
Rest in peace.
Rest in peace, Sean B. My goals come up like Carpenters' Union down to construction of entrusted
You wrapped in the carpet Tied with your lungs busted Thrive wardens are guards Protective events
Fertilized flesh Left you with the burgundy vest Surgeon caress you Covenants can't determine your sex A soul arrest No sweat, we bevy
Pussies in war chests tubes emerge from your neck You ain't a soldier yet
Got me holdin' all these Soviets Shoot the nail, encrypt the bones where the evil roam
in Fino guns and sleeves like the Gambino home.
My synagogue convert the priests until his wig is gone.
Incinerate
my heart's winter like a simple ball artillery like pakistani text with the hidden charm
The giggles chemical ages with the kitchen arms.
They call me Pyrex guns for reps on the stove.
Heavy King from Reptide, throw coke on the boats.
When I walk into the room, y'all better switch your demeanor.
Or your team getting washed like a trip to the cleaner It was love when I put my first clip in the neener
And my dunny flip burst like he givin' a finger And this ain't nothin' lightweight, this is a cold rag
It's Fatima family left him alone there How you gonna say that you're weak when it's no bread?
I'm dressed to kill and all black like the phone dead.
Isaac this is slaughtering.
God made the firmament, astrological origin.
The younger God asked me to interpret the Quran for him.
Show me that the smokeless flame of fire had tortured him.
Pour some fucking goose, get Billy some barbed molly.
Or we gon' pop out in the dark like surprise parties Extended clips, they gon' give me like five extra
It's a live beam on the Glock and apply pressure.
Fuck the police.
Righteousness first.
Lust and deceit.
Enough ice to manifest.
Dust in the weed.
Rest in peace, Uncle Howie.
Rest in peace, Sean P. Egyptian Moses, Capricorn.
King to peace, fuck the police Righteousness first, lust and deceit Enough ice to manifest
Christ like dust in the weed.
Rest in peace, Uncle Harry.
Rest in peace, sure be.
Peace, soul.
Rest in peace, Uncle Happy.
Rest in peace, Sean P.