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jus allah - severed and split [unofficial remix] كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: jus allah]
i’m way beyond the hating stage
make you f-cking bathe in razor blades with someone g-y with aids
i’m the god that waives your chance of being saved
you owe me your faith. parable money and names
mother-f-ckers acting funny as flames
who would follow you? i should k!ll you and bottle you and bury you
underneath the ground like it swallowed you
you lack a common-thinking degree
devil got you dumb slaves f-cking thinking you’re free
you’re not even alive: your brain just supports your nine-to-five
lost from your tribe; taking false prides
believing in the false guides; taking opposite sides
listening to the prophet who ties; prophets from lies
your hands and a pocket of knives so sharp
you can’t even see the marks with your optical eyes
you a f-cking joke: another n-gga stuffed in a boat
blind to the ten pound choke; coughing in throats
mother-f-ckers turn the dust in my grips
ice melts before touching of my lips
wise men covered me with gifts
the next is, face hanging from a necklace; a true meaning of x-mas
measureless. deafened by my ill residence
it’s perpetuous; the f-cking earth shakes and the seconds split

[hook: jus allah & virtuoso] [x2]
catch this beatdown; who the f-ck want beef now?
flow to make the seas drown; fire burning trees down
deep rooted: we rap forever and rip
yo, my crew will leave your f-cking head severed and split

[verse 2: the etherealist]
ether will d-mn-near take your neck off
my words bless paper like f-cking chekhov
you’re dead soft. shredded to a thread when i let the tech off
c-ssette decks get wrecked; i bedded your wedded wench
while you laid and bled; yeah, spread out, smash your head
like oberyn. i run you over and force a deodorant
into your -ssh0l-. match thrown, out the blast zone
the thought is sobering. mouth frothing like a doberman
stretch your lips open like a dope ethiopian
i’ll rape you just to dominate you. b-tch, i cause trauma
probs the fourty-fourth man to f-ck you, like obama
etherealist the suicide bomber. b-tch, i’m coming for ya
form like voltron and f-cking destroy ya
so hire a lawyer. you know nothing like jon snow
your street credit ran out f-cking ages ago
ether is the illest mc. you never heard ‘a me
i’ll leave you bagged and tagged in the mother-f-cking infirmary

[hook]

[outro: the etherealist]
it’s the etherealist
the mother-f-cking god jus allah
in2ition, history of violence
the f-cking accomplice and virtuoso on the track
shout-out to babygrande
murder on the f-cking dancefloor
plead for your life

- jus allah

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