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the holy karon - destined to die lyrics

[intro]
yo, life
life

[hook]
another day up in that life
left blessed, i make it right
blind to these f-cking nights
i swear it’s a f-cking sight
broad day you lose your life
not only for them nights
dark knight, tough slice
tumble dice, it’s just life
life of a f-cking demon, time being form of being
since a s-m-n, this demon being
destined to be a heathen, why lie?
i’m destined to die, so why would you even try?
i’m destined to die, so let me f-cking die

[verse 1]
they told me to pray for the weak
why would i pray for my prey, i just got to f-cking feast
i’ll pray for my prey while i say grace before i taste my feast
wonder do my mother plus motherf-cker know at least
they brought brought the world grief
by birthing over east f-cking beast, birthed up in the streets
where meek shall inherit the street
if the weak shall inherit the beef, war is my only motif
only place to find peace, is leaved together with a piece
and the world is filled with danger
fuels my anger, bl–dy finger
the new stranger morph stranger off of the nature, guess it’s nature
it’s k-k-k!ll or be k!lled up in them filled
don’t get d-d-drilled scr-w-ng round upfield
cop a feel? that’s that sucka’ sh-t
i touch a b-tch, i f-ck a b-tch
pure f-ckin’ st–ze, unparalleled with ease
dark lord is just who i be
why you see me take a knee, for the holy

[hook]

[verse 2]
death doesn’t wait for no one
come pure rage, like the gun
also desire so run, but sloth, your loss the sum
p-ssion overdone, style just phased some, resent being lonesome
but now finally feast for one i c-c-come
from doom from womb to tomb
mooned by m-sson, now the world is i motherf-ckin’ login
pretty soon your consumed, omen gloom, lonely in tomb
deadly sin is such a goon
just tryna’ get you intuned
stupid coons croon over edit closure, bullet shoulder
over shoulder to shoulder to shoulder, the hood come closer
in turn when sh-t get colder the reign you gain will be over
if i think you reach seekin’ for beamin’ up from holster
kiss a b-tch, you a silly b-tch, they kissin’ everybody d-ck
love a b-tch, you silly b-tch, that b-tch is everybody b-tch
n-ggas lose their sense over them
got d-mn scents but it’s common sense
don’t play with our cents, use your god d-mn sense

[hook]

- the holy karon lyrics

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