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m.d.m.a (molly) – judgement day lyrics

[intro]
judgement day, judgement day
look up to the sky and hope mines ain’t grey
look up to the high, it hold my-

[chorus]
judgement day, judgement day
look up to the sky and hope mines ain’t grey
physical life, don’t take mine away
miserable life, the price i will pay
judgement day, judgement day
i don’t wanna see the crows in my way
i don’t wanna see dark roads in my way

[verse 1]
calling me, i think he calling me
come and let the reaper, here, follow me
i’ma be the leader, here, follow me
no sense inside of me
that man i gotta be
i’ma put my heart in my artistry
and she was a bug, keep guarding me
not yet, for the happy place
not yet, what you saying to me?
don’t wanna see my race erased
don’t wanna see the grave degrade
i gotta be the mvp
i know n-gg-s watching me
i gotta be the one to be
above earth, i gotta see
above earth, flying oversea
don’t want what they want of me
don’t want what they sum of me
run on ’til my feet bleed
gone on, i been on the street
my past my history
n-gg-s see now the mystery
my status make it rare to reach
my soul not a black hole
i can’t be the one you leeching for
i can’t be the one bleachers no
i remain to the code the code
i remain, breakin’ up out of the shackle chains
breaking up out ’cause they all the same
can’t get my collar this culinary
i’m making food with lil’ molly man

[verse 2]
i am the judgeless, i am not drugless
i gotta trust it, i gotta trust it now
i cannot go without, i gotta figure it out
i gotta pick up my count
i’m tryna see the north the more
i’m tryna get out the south
i’m tryna be a lord the lord
feel what’s coming out my mouth
i got a lil’ brother he looked at me in a drought
i can’t go under here, i gotta make a n-gg- proud
gotta make a n-gg- proud
gotta make the n-gg- sunshine when the shade ain’t coming out
gotta make a n-gg- want mine when he come then air it out
gotta see a bigger route gotta see a better route
gotta take the clever route
never ever will i doubt
clear the skies, i’ma weather it now
at the top, i’ma sit at the mount
plant my seed, i proceed when it sprout
school of hard knocks where the man leads now
schooling these thots with a back broke out
reeling these knots, that’s a blue cheese trout
get intense when you come from the wild
excuse my french, i’ma make up my child

- m d m a molly lyrics

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