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Jus Allah f Evil Dead

Hell Razors

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[Jus Allah]Blood, death, sex and crimesReminds me of some of my most memorable timesStand placed, those were the good ol` daysAin`t shit changed, still maintain my old waysUpgrade, livin` like kings, gettin` nice thingsBuild and destroy, everything live bringsKillin` for sport, niggaz ain`t as real as I thoughtI`m just angry, lot of hate still in my heartPlayin` my part, rhymes like Christ is darkOne dart, and the crisis startsWe stumble amongst the path, that the righteous walkYou not worthy of the math, that the science is taughtPeep the system, with the wisdom, even if you cause frictionGive a fuck, main focus is Allah`s missionTake your cross off, ask for forgivenessFirst can`t prove, God, the man witness[Evil Dead]Got an L, kid, nah, cool if you digBuildin` off the two, show and prove when I spitBuddha fist, tell the truth, school is a bidA tool to condition, how we choose to liveUse the shit, the jewel, leave `em, fools should getDeath don`t apply, still we fuse to getIt`s ludicrous, who would of thought the shoes`ll fitFeed `em food for thought, before I chew these kidsYa`ll left Kathy, but y`all can`t approach SallyFrankie had a black with cats in back alliesBlack gats strapped to the barneyI be god damn if the man won`t buy meShots of Bacardi, splash of coffeeSeven in the morning, going to crash the partyProbably blowing lines of oxyAllah U Akbar, for my mind and body*samples scratched up*[Evil Dead]Spit science, eyes of a mystic spellPlayin` God, with crimes like Christmas carolsShit`s terrible, but the blind get hit with arrowsPickin` off the hero`s, like fish in the barrelSpit parables, compared with the knowledge of devilsEach claim me, now I`mma feel lost in hellSpark the L, clearly I don`t want y`all helpLook up in the mirror, I saw God himselfWe rock well, we will never bow to your kingWith corpse selling, I knock at any coward who singsCourt cases, got me coming back with more thingsDied and went to court, for what I got in my northfaceShort changed, faith in every word Allah singFor all dame, call at all events, I foreseenClouded up your head like morphineRaw to the core, your brain absorbs the lost links[Jus Allah]Allah, father or lord, with sharpened swordFirst cry, hit the redbull`s eye in the dartboardLeave when motherfuckers playin` harps and chordsFatal scars, this year we taking oursEven if it`s taking food out your baby jawsLicense to God, giving all praise to Allah, my favorite partFuck y`all, your CD`s collect dust ballsKill you niggaz today, before the sun fallsThis is where I thrive, trynna revive the crimeProof real niggaz get they lieThis no motherfuckin` image, balance the limitsInfinite, no start for a fuckin` finishNiggaz nowhere involved in God`s businessBest friends with the least to fuck with star witnessMotherfuckers deserve they ugly ass heads spinningOnly good fuck the devils, is a dead man*samples scratched up*

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