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Note: this one was low key two songs but I couldn’t get the other track right so, it came out ight☦️🖤

Album: 114:1
Lyrics:

Hear a lot of talkin deep inside uh the church
Lotta pride, lotta money, but not a lot uh sermons
I see right through yo dome when you readin on these verses 
This deacon became a demon, like what’s the point in service 
Little serpent with a throne
I’m unveiling these curtains 
Jesus taught me when he beat on them merchants 
To turn your cheek till’ it’s deserving 
I’m praying to the lord why they praying to sculptures 
Forever speak the truth ‘fore the heathens they get to me 
The rapture was introduced in the 19th century 
We both maybe reading scriptures 
But I’m readin em differently (yuh)
And one thing is for sure (yeah)
One thing is for certain 
(And one thing is for sure)
(One thing is for certain)
The ground is cursed 
And lord it is deserving 
Read enough to know it’s demons not fallen angels that lean upon the earth
Forced to wonder since the waves that crashed and then they purged
Herd a box their fathers locked in
But who watches the watchmen 
(the watchmen?)
(Who are the watchmen?)
I ain’t fuckin righteous 
I just say it how it is
Painting pretty pictures is lying to little kids
When they grow up the lies they just persist 
Generation after generation 
Forgetting what god really is
There’s chapters to mori, so deep in sleep they may get mad at this
Like I’m telling the story of the rich man lazarith
I’m speakin through the catalyst
3 chambers for the wicked
And another one for the good kids
Hades a place of waiting not just a place of torment 
They ripped out pages that’s when they destroyed them
Scripture distorted 
Idolized people 
Oh
Oh
Oh
Bless-ed the lord, 
my rock, who trains my hands for war
Pray blessings to my opponent who dare to raise their sword
I say bless-ed the lord, who trains my hands for war
Read every word, I fear no knife or torch
And I’ll die for my god
The way you die for the money
I see you flex what you got 
and I think that it’s funny
And I ain’t flexing a lot 
But just know I got plenty 
Death who really in the gallows 
But I speak to my lord
And I ain’t into fearing shadows
I feel the heat from my porch

But I fear no evil
Two steppin to death
I won’t fear no people
demons chanting a hex
don’t know I’m regal
Diamond and gems in my chest
More than words I’m lethal
 word to Ethiopia 
In that trance 
Reading scriptures you never heard ah
Bless-ed the lord, 
my rock, who trains my hands for war
Pray blessings to my opponent who dare to raise their sword
I say bless-ed the lord, who trains my hands for war

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