kingdom cries hallow lives The sacred halo dies You defied and turned your back Upon our lord of Wrath All faith you lack You walk (upon) this beaten
[Verse 1] Knock, knock, who dat, sister from the hilltop Wicked, wicked flows, make a nigga grill drop Caramel complexion, Feldsburg section Ready for
believe Finger itchin' with two broke legs, now I?m trippin On Mc?s cliche, shot that ricochets Start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways Gotta
make you niggas duck and run Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin' I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boys Crunchy catch that trick back on that Ways he
time again And why I take you back because I cannot change you man Why do you keep comin' back, time and time again You promised me you'd change your ways
rewarded, and money in the power's too important the skies turning grey and the ocean turned black, i think we in too far and we can't turn back Welcome
glance at them Baby boy say holla back, answer him H-U-S-T-L-E-R Yes, that's what the hell we are See, me and Blaze, wicked ways Full body armor, 5000
glance at them Baby boy say holla back, answer him H-u-s-t-l-e-r Yes that's what the hell we are See, me and Blaze, wicked ways Full body armor,
that's right Get me a razor blade and I might jack a spade Or jack jack my dick to a poor porno flick Nasty motherfucker with the wicked mentallity Thirteen ways
fuck less bitches if ya hating me Just wait and see in turn full circle on the bottom again Lookin up watching all the clouds Turn purple, like your back
with me Out the window of the glass house you been living And if I'm just another page that you can turn and get away from Then please do me a favor and turn
this death? Can I even factor, that I've only been an actor In this staged interpretation of this day Focused on the shadow With my back turned to the
deal wit you in front of st andrew's still? You gay rappers better learn that I won't stop until I see 'em turn back If you don't slow that roll you
is only a mask, a wicked ornament, illuminated by an exquisite grimace, Look and see, atrociously contorted, The real head, and the sincere face Turned back
master plan don't understand, I'd rather live in my own wasteland And I won't waste another day It doesn't matter what we say You'll never change your wicked ways
Enneagram and become Can-I-Millennium Man // Engrave my back with the Emperor?s Stamp // Been spitting scientific rap since the seventeenth century began // Trying to escape the wicked
back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting bodies like sheep Go back to sleep Go to sleep [x14] Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Counting