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hell razah - open cession lyrics

[verse 1: ?]
sometimes you think you got life mastered, ’til somebody p-sses
next day you choosing ashes, or funeral caskets
my heart beat fasters, reminiscing on bad sh-t
my first born, i blame his death on black magic
i take a swig of the flask, so many questions to ask…
was this (?) a blessing or god’s wrath?
for days my head in the fog, i stay mad
wash away the pain, purple haze, mixed with hash
i had to, tattoo your attribute, my son, my blood, my love
absolute, late night talks with the woman who carried you
tears flow fast, no pause, no parachutes
sitting in church, three months since birth
can’t believe it was you, yeah i should’ve been first
if you listen closely you hear your heart beat in my verse
sometimes i look at your brother and it hurts

[verse 2: h-ll razah]
we been flawed since the age of seven, like it’s an open session
watching my pops blast otis redding
i asked him questions about armageddon (… heaven and h-ll?)
on earth as it is in heaven… i been a weapon since i turned eleven
at fifteen, knocked for drug possessions
seen the older god quoting lessons
and for protection wore bullet proof vests
for their c-ke investments
at sixteen seen the worst things
by seventeen had my first king
then (selene?) birthed my first seed
the earth bleed when i proceed
the he-rs- leave with my ogs
they died quicker than them dope fiends
the more money come, the mo’ schemes
so it’s dillinger’s in long sleeves
paranoia from the strong weed (yo who dat? who dat?)
hash rolled in banana leaves
we stampede through insanity
a man bleed for his family
a boy died for his fantasy
black capone with them nina’s and chrome
you a (?) in the globe
i make them sing like it’s nina simone
what’s conceived in a poem?
in the stomach for this king of the throne
i bow my head saying
ghetto prayers for hood blessings
then ask the lord one question
is it projects inside heaven?
will i survive for my son’s wedding?
and when i die will it be a lesson?
may my soul go where it’s destined
this ain’t a roleplay by charlton heston
or john wayne in the old western
i’m black moses, isaac hayes
burning the hendrix, purple haze
i heard a voice from the burning flames
telling me god got a certain name
after the birth of the virgin came
wait for the sign of the servant’s pain
my twelve disciples were just like you
they draw swords now they listen to the 4th disciple

- hell razah lyrics

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