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jus allah - g-o-d lyrics

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awww sh-t, my moms gonna be home before the blood dries
it’s so much,
so many n-gg-s to kill, not enough time
y’all n-gg-s don’t deserve to see the f-cking sunshine
, 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
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 p-ssy 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 -ss n-gg-s that i’m above
you owe me your f-cking 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 motherf-ckers 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 f-ck 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 h-ll freeze and your motherf-cking dog reads
carefull how you talk to gods who can part seas
one thought and your motherf-cking 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 you, this is we
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 f-ck, but i don’t have a hat with me
but i don’t be f-cking the b-tches you be f-cking that’s nasty
y’all savages should be displaces like hazardous waste
all you got is black sp-ce 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? 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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