Текст песни Sunz of Man f Shabazz the Disciple - Sinz of Men
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[Intro: Killah Priest]This be the sinz of man. The sinz of men and women.The tree of life. The tree of good and evil.[Shabazz the Disciple]My mind sometimes be haunted by my memoriesVisions in my head have shown me digging up my enemiesI hate to go to sleep because of the dread that`s in my headAt times I find myself running from shadows of the deadThey`re trying to pull me under and bury me aliveI wake up thinking it`s over and thinking I`ve survivedThey`ve pulled me back to sleep and separated my soulfrom my body and put my bloody flesh in a holeAh, shit gets worse, now the curse caves my faith inI rose from beneath the surface of Earth as SatanInflicting people with war, drugs, diseasesJumped up, fell back to sleep, ressurected, ah JesusHealing the same mother fuckers I`ve just inflictedSpreading righteousness through word of god, my mind is twistedA holy war in the mental, I`m sort of brain deadSpirits have got me under pressure and they`re fucking up my head[Killah Priest]As I die slowly, I could feel my soul leaveMy heart pumps part to my lungs, so I could breatheI take my last breath, I gasp cuz I`m ?peth?I felt the needle which held the ?neeval?From another dimension, they had me flinching, with no attentionWas paid by nurses, what`s worse isI felt the stiches as the door locksRetreated for witches and warlocksand devils and demons, with shovels they was schemingI woke up when I was taken up by this dream andThen I was brough to the courts of another worldDamn, my beloved Sheryl, couldn`t put shit and uncover the pearlsInstead of a jewel, I`ve discovered a germThat burned and turned my sperm into wormsAh, filthy-ass maggots, with matchesOh, my God, I was thanking God it was the savageYeah, that day I saw Nat Turnerand I saw Christ, he was stalking around with a black burner[Shabazz the Disciple]Another time my mind dwelled on the spellI heard cries from the dead souls burning in hellVisions of their flesh drowning in the floodWhile under hallucinations, I`ve seen heads soaked in bloodI snapped back to reality and dashed for my bibleOpened it up in hurried confusion, reaching for survivalBut all of a sudden, I`m overpowered by that curseThe songs that I`ve read have made my visions worseSeen a therapist, told him spirits tried to bury meSpilt what`s on my mind, When I was done, he needed therapyHe recommended a baptistism, a sacrificeMy soul rose to heaven, but was cast back down by ChristIn forms of thunder, rain and heavy windsNot even the blood of Christ could cleanse the sins of men[Killah Priest]Huh, yeah, huh, ohThat was a state of confusion that we lived inI converted to over a thousand religionsA permanent member to 6 million churchesI`m still trying to repent from these cursesMe and the Holy Wizard, we went and slept in the graveyardRemember that? We stayed up all night and played cardsNow, I sit in the pit of cobrasI`m writing rhymes in the stance of yogaOh, my God, I played drums with the bones of MohammadIn three years, I grew a beard and roamed with a garmentYeah, what was that you said is evil?Ha ha ha ha, yeah, I was thinking the same thingYeah, my choice is bleeding and he`s stinking