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Awww shit, my moms gonna be home before the blood dries

It’s so much, it could start a fucking mudslide

So many niggas to kill, not enough time

Y’all niggas don’t deserve to see the fucking sunshine

Your whole life, isn’t even worth blunt rhinds

You’ll die first, weak pieces are the frontline

Keep counting my kill, it could be a million

I’m the reason that you check up on yo sleeping children

I’m already high before I even smoke

I try to stay afloat, while you got a whole in your boat

Any choke coming my way, is getting poked

Wet pussy all around me now, I’m getting soaked

This is we, this is who?

This is G-O-D, this is you

This is we, this is who?

Y’all want it to be, whatever y’all want it to be

This is me, this is you

This is we, This is G-O-D

Yo, I can’t spare love, for small ass niggas that I’m above

You owe me your fucking life, you can pay me in blood

Your spirit floats in the sky like arabian rugs

I fiend for seeing you dead, hate is my drug

I allow everything and all things, big and small things

I got all the rings, calling shots, pulling all the strings

You dumb motherfuckers worshipping a fallen king

You’re relying on the luck that your cross brings

While I’m trying to abduct one of your offspring

Cause I go through blood like soft drinks

I could give a flying fuck what the law thinks

I’m not a savage that’s in love with the hog stink

You wanna go against Allah’s breed God speed

When hell freeze and your motherfucking dog reads

Carefull how you talk to gods who can part seas

One thought and your motherfucking heart bleeds

This is me, this is you

This is we, this is who?

Y’all want it to be, whatever y’all want it to be

This is me, this is you

This is we, this is who?

This is G-O-D

This is you, this is we

This is who?

Y’all want it to be, whatever y’all want it to be

This is me, This is you

This is we, this is G-O-D

All praises due, Allah unshackle me

Now it’s like I got two eyes right in back of me

Now it’s like 9 lives keep track of me

Nowadays I keep the fine dimes in the sack with me

Nowadays I fuck, but I don’t have a hat with me

But I don’t be fucking the bitches you be fucking that’s nasty

Y’all savages should be displaces like hazardous waste

All you got is black space in the back of your face

I’m from the master race exactly

God of the planet, boss of the factory

Life is a test, Islam is the strategy

The father of reality, mom of the galaxy

All y’all askin' for a taste of immaculate waste, have to wait

The God doesn’t practice in haste

Never slacking in pace, Only lacking mistakes

Im taking off the tablecloth without cracking the plates

This is me, this is you

This is we, this is G-O-D

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