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del-n'quent - fallen mindz كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: del-n’quent]
the holy water burns the top layer off your skin
where do i begin, speak on the beginning of sin
i been binned the false kin and therein
deflate they egos like brady’s pigskin
return of the kingpin
i shake my hand, hear your teeth chattering
they shattering and clatter to the floor, seven
pick up all of your money but there’s more, eleven
pull out your snake eyes, run out the door, egressing
no second guessing i’m under the impression
that i’m a blessing; advise viewers discretion
my aggression cause adversary regression
transgressions with the wesson, an illicit obsession
involuntary mennonites steal mobiles in late night
and take flight with no brake lights back in the trap by daylight
use stolen cards to line up the pale white but
it’ll be fine if we pray, right?

[hook: del-n’quent]
fallen minds give us common signs
of solvable problems but you turn to the divine
confined in a cell of your own design
‘pon the helpless babylon the sun never shines

[verse 2: hermes]
my hands cuffed around the neck of a pistol grip
i aim, move quick, billing up the signal lick
the seven sins, reeling off in frozen dens
forsaking my kingdom
off a couple of whims
off a couple of hits
i’m bagging bodies off the brooklyn bridge
40 hanging by my f-cking hip
safety off, aiming right at my f-cking kin
silverback, brought it back
intact and ready to clap
ready attack
flipping packs, soles h-t the roof tiles
buckle back, buried alive in the clouds
etching the magna carta
my throat parched, been sipping on holy water
let the river burn, church of blackwater
shake your temples
chip your dentals
pencil in my dome, lent me the legion of rome
and carved my name up in monochrome
reap what i gotta sow
straight from the new bordeaux borough

[hook: del-n’quent (x2)]
fallen minds give us common signs
of solvable problems but you turn to the divine
confined in a cell of your own design
‘pon the helpless babylon the sun never shines

[verse 3: del-n’quent]
the holy water burns down exposing the bone
am i alone to bemoan the ignorance y’all condone?
i’ll depone that some are better than what they show
other clones try and claim common style as their own
let me ask you this: how much them books in your bag weigh?
and how much can you sell a kilo of cocaine?
they don’t complain about their pains, the realest abstain
the bg up the street cobains himself, blown brains

[outro]
“an epidemic, a health hazard thing, they didn’t wanna clean it up. but, i’ve been trying to tell a man in certain many terms. this has been here for years. n-body’s concerned about that”

“why don’t the people themselves do something about it? social workers know that one of the conditions of poverty, of being deprived, is a total apathy.”

- del nquent

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