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Ja'king the Divine - HONOR KILLED THE SAMURAI Lyrics




Dark crevices my eyes lurk, I'm on the search the brain hurt
Vision of rotted bodies in grave dirt
The earth stained, fatherless figures Nîggas who cause pain
Look up to the starsut god given you more Shame
It pours rain, tears bof a broken kid left the soul drained
Light the sedatives these messages from a pros pane
I'm in out, insane bill collectors my phone rang
Bouncing like it's Tetris form place to place cause my broke bank

I'm broken
The land of the stolen has me emotional
My view in panoramic I'm like the eagle that's over you

Marvelous destiny target markets and equity
These margins seem far
My lucrative thoughts carry the baggage of a loser distraught

Pack sentences my brother in a cell
He dabble in crack businesses

I've been rapping toward the ears of the deaf
I've been wasting my breathe, I might as well be chasing my death
What you stand for a couple of checks, or reppin' ya set
A lotta Nîggas die without no honor, respect
But you walk wit tek, now a bullet park in ya chest

I rather
Live on my feet then die on my knee you fearing pursuing my dream
Might remove the food out the mouth of my seeds
Journey less traveled abusing my means
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Dark crevices my eyes lurk, I'm on the search the brain hurt
Vision of rotted bodies in grave dirt
The earth stained, fatherless figures Nîggas who cause pain
Look up to the starsut god given you more Shame
It pours rain, tears bof a broken kid left the soul drained
Light the sedatives these messages from a pros pane
I'm in out, insane bill collectors my phone rang
Bouncing like it's Tetris form place to place cause my broke bank

I'm broken
The land of the stolen has me emotional
My view in panoramic I'm like the eagle that's over you

Marvelous destiny target markets and equity
These margins seem far
My lucrative thoughts carry the baggage of a loser distraught

Pack sentences my brother in a cell
He dabble in crack businesses

I've been rapping toward the ears of the deaf
I've been wasting my breathe, I might as well be chasing my death
What you stand for a couple of checks, or reppin' ya set
A lotta Nîggas die without no honor, respect
But you walk wit tek, now a bullet park in ya chest

I rather
Live on my feet then die on my knee you fearing pursuing my dream
Might remove the food out the mouth of my seeds
Journey less traveled abusing my means
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Writer: Christopher Goodwin
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