To be blest by death God, can I make a question? Why was I born? Maybe just to die... "There's nothing left in this life for you... Apart from death
this chain of commandments Branded it's the beast this is mad child unleashed God bless the masterpiece, one sinner within the peace Release the hound, sound with a
me on a record heads getting blowed off Freestyle I admire but every week you're giving away fire Your rappers license expired, leaving nothing to be desired Oh God bless
the number one draft pick Tear down the Beat God, then delegate the God to see God The swift chancellor, flex the white gold tarantula Track truck diesel, play the Weed God
Jesus paid a price for me That's how I gained the right to be the son of God I'd like to be Changed my heart, gave me a desire for His work man Kill me
the following day Be spelled by the thoughts that you fear Be mine, be blessed as my slave Offerings for Satan we kill Death, his lust and desire Come
thanks for the privilege? Why should we accept servility as a bargain for dignity? Why should we passively accept death as a bargain for living? Why
crept through woods mesmerized By the taffeta ley of her hips that held sway Over all they surveyed save a mist on the rise A deadly blessing to hide
body It seems to be a mi of blood and matter, but......NO she seems to be alive again possessed by unholy desire! Ooooohhhh ! satan what a joy i felt
A God before God Summon the demons to enter your body Ceremonies to attain the blessing A faith in secrecy No respect for the weak The victim of hypocrisy
faith in The Lord God Almighty be put to the test." EAPPA: "My son your word is matchless as a scribe you have been blessed, your skill and faith in God
ya, the number one traffic sit down the beat God, then delegate the God to see God The swift chancellor, Lex, the white-gold tarantula Track truck diesel, play the weed God
is gone I want back into the womb And breed forever on Await for the awakening May god bless our souls You beg for mercy Earning mockery and scorn Tears, a
me and unblinded me Jesus paid a price me That's how I gained the right ta be the son of God I'd like to be Changed my heart and gave me a desire for
mock me On a record heads Getting blowed off Freestyle I admire But every week You're giving away fire Your rappers license expired Leaving nothing to be desired Oh God bless
A rich man counting money, a tired man counting sheep While the safe man counts his blessings, the hungry man has beans There's a million people praying
be tolerated by the people in the street. In a sane society wealth and possession would not be an asset. * A few years ago a politician was on the radio
