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levitasie – justice privilege lyrics

[intro]
fear him

[verse 1]
need a holy god to bless, need one to stop the mess
concetrating to hard on life you need help, it’s like a test
tell me how do i progress when i know my life is no success
try to help the depressed and homeless, not the farthest
you know you are put as a lower status than your friends
your less you aren’t the best, life is like a game of chess
you have the devil on the otherside and you on the otherside to
who will lose? are brains our dense i don’t have to go in depth
we all will soon die and fade away, we will be banished yo h-ll
to see the grim reaper the so called death, it was to smoking meth
now to sitting on the sidewalk and asking for pennies and cents
try to get a house to rent. slowly climb to the stairs of heaven
take each step until you run out of breath and the demons come
for your poor flesh, shower in blood k!ll a chum in a club
make sure no noises come from the chum not even a little hum
end them. finish what they have left make them fully done

[verse 2]
f-ck a hoe as a pimp, just to see a p-ssy glimpse she suck the tip
all these bloods and crips fighting for nothing but useless sh-t
do surgery on a poor man with a knife and k!ll the patient
until he’s nothing but a dead body and splatterred battered corpse-
jesus can’t forgive you for nothing,he doesn’t approve of you hurting
grab the bl–dy knife and come out the wall attack while lurking
let the thought sink that you’re fighting for nothing but hatred no
justice it’s all about hitting and bruising each other with feet and fists, run away call the cops you know he’s just some little b-tch
a cannibal as a gift the devil has some mischief tricks, get skinned
not circ-msized from the d-ck, moshpit full of demons don’t trip
the streets are full with gore you can already tell they’ll be a war
the rivers flow with blood like some sea sh0r-, find a gun in your
ch0r- go around shooting sh-t like it’s some f-cking k!ll tour
stab someone just because your bored, k!ll them in there sleep
it’ll be a call of help a little mourn rather than a loud snore

[outro]
haha…

- levitasie lyrics

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