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Kut Sotor - PRAISE Lyrics



Kut Sotor - PRAISE Lyrics




To the end of time, to the end of time

Your God ain't shit

Dance for the dollar

Just to get rich

Murder now or starve

No clouds or flaws

Private phones in the top draw

I'm top dog

We taking what you'll die for

This will replace your God

I'm too far into the fogg

Still, I had sense to turn

Now I have cents to burn

This pistol is for your liquid diet

History is folktales cause I fired

Road rage since my first flat tire

You said you'll
Have my moms
Singing in the choir

Mommy nursed me before she retired
For that disrespect! blood is required

Like a baby that undesired
I'm in this bitch watch when I fire

All what you hear

And see is by Gods grace

A few people knows what takes place

They sold you God with no receipt

Their cold hearts you can't reheat

The poison runs intrinsically deep

It's too high to reach

Oubliette

Is the only way out from these streets

These fools don't get it

No roofs on twenty-twos playing

Blues on set for testing the news

Don't stop the music is the rule

The weak ultimately becomes the food

This week we pawned your jewels

You was warned about

Best evidence rules

These cops ain't fools

I hope you paid attention in school

I hope you use the right chemical to clean the pool
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To the end of time, to the end of time

Your God ain't shit

Dance for the dollar

Just to get rich

Murder now or starve

No clouds or flaws

Private phones in the top draw

I'm top dog

We taking what you'll die for

This will replace your God

I'm too far into the fogg

Still, I had sense to turn

Now I have cents to burn

This pistol is for your liquid diet

History is folktales cause I fired

Road rage since my first flat tire

You said you'll
Have my moms
Singing in the choir

Mommy nursed me before she retired
For that disrespect! blood is required

Like a baby that undesired
I'm in this bitch watch when I fire

All what you hear

And see is by Gods grace

A few people knows what takes place

They sold you God with no receipt

Their cold hearts you can't reheat

The poison runs intrinsically deep

It's too high to reach

Oubliette

Is the only way out from these streets

These fools don't get it

No roofs on twenty-twos playing

Blues on set for testing the news

Don't stop the music is the rule

The weak ultimately becomes the food

This week we pawned your jewels

You was warned about

Best evidence rules

These cops ain't fools

I hope you paid attention in school

I hope you use the right chemical to clean the pool
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Writer: CROESUS ECELUGICH
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Kut Sotor
Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: CROESUS ECELUGICH

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