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Spiritual Warfare
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Priddy Ugly
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The physical realm is in spiritual warfare Demons, angels and humans and spirits are all there Devil singin' in hymns and he's preaching the Lord's prayer Priests are rapin' the children, on bibles they all swear Respect the soil, when you die you gon' fall there And you don't bury yourself that's word to the Pallbearer Karma is a bitch and when she's wet it smell like dog hair And cloth tears, pray your material God spares We cryin' salt tears Men arе killin' our women, don't think the law cares Missin' kids and I pray for parеnts that lost theirs The pearly gates are narrow, we climbin' up some broad stairs, yeah Really I'm the God in my bar tier You outta shape, run big circles 'round your small squares I'm like the sun, you can look but you can't stare Sort of like Medusa is my mom, now you all scared Reach into your soul Deep into your soul Tweak the features of your soul, because the reaper wants your soul You the keeper of your goal Better keep your armour gold Keep a secret enveloped Now eek a steeper path to go [Post-Chorus] Yeah, I'm on a roll So much heat my speakers on the stove Keep your karma close You under oath, so keep it honest though With the flows, I'm a garden hose My art is cold with a heart of gold The soil reaps what the farmer sows They signin' slave deals, no wonder their backs are bleedin' Stretchin' your characters, so all of you actors reachin' I know her ass appealin' Don't give a ratchet semen Or get a kid that it wasn't your plan on keepin' I stay schemin' Readin' maps of meanin' and day dreamin' about when the sun slapped the evenin' Saw Mars dance with Venus She tongue banged his penis Fake pastors preachin', they prayin' you catch your demons Reach into your soul Deep into your soul Tweak the features of your soul, because the reaper wants your soul You the keeper of your goal Better keep your armour gold Keep a secret enveloped Now eek a steeper path to go [Post-Chorus] Yeah, I'm on a roll So much heat my speakers on the stove Keep your karma close You under oath, so keep it honest though With the flows, I'm a garden hose My art is cold with a heart of gold The soil reaps what the farmer sows Pay close attention to the stories your fathers told Our forefathers blows Scars mould, we harbour those Dominos, go down you know A child is bound to grow And if you down a loaf, then count the dough Amount you owe [Outro]
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