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laflegend - judgementday lyrics
the purge
jah forgive me for what im about to do
im about to body the game and i got the shovel to do it
k!ll it resurrect it and become the living proof
from h-ll fire the phoenix out the ashes like heru
im bombing a kamakize so dont confuse this as music
prepare for burial go head and pick out a suit
no hero the antihero spit subzero
how could you cheapin the art spittin just for dinero
how the f-ck you think you smart by k!lling your own people
for d’evils impaled the pope on a church steeple
i climb mount olypmpus and beat zeus into feedle
on point percision can’t stick me immune to needles
swat these rap mosquitoes could have been the fifth beetle
but i dug up elvis and beheaded him for the people
and stuck em for his publishing
hope you f-ckers learn to swim im about the flood the game
call me tsunami with the pen
psychedelic reverend voodoopriest im sicker then
eat a feast of emcess frickisee in my kettle kelm
welcome to the terrordome chuck d gone im filling in
colder than the artic wind of russia in the the tundra land
(i ain’t really mean that sh-t i was just playing)
verbal aka’s like a taliban doing a murda dance
f-cking with the legends absurd man you nerd man
i got more bars than americas got prisions
i got more bars then that trip to the world’s end
world ended apocalyptic verses when i dig in
gurella warfare n armagedeon in my kitchen
a blitzkreig to make a b-tch bleed from a corrupt seed
dead emcees make the news so u can call it a news feed
you new n-ggas is scare lead so why breathe
your ain’t heard i been sick since my christening
nurses quarantined the room my d-ck was so big
biggie pac and nas travelled by the north star
came bearing gift to witness the birth of god
the alchemist just check in the f-cking book of guiness
im the sickest motherf-cker everliving that ever did it
no disrespect thats the f-cking nuts i was i given
this is prophecy about unfold this sh-t was written
a granddaddy from eastside the other from 45
no wonder why he spit like he so tragic but got a gift
boy if harriet tubman was still was here
them n-ggas that made that video she go off in they grill
and i’d be write with her
dissing no tolerance this is rap dominance
lyrical omnipresence over you rap adolesence
got you sh-tting and pamper wetting
school now in session and im rap professor
keep that weak sh-t you selling until you can do better
i see visions spit it with the wisdom of solomon
imma be the reason you lames losing your following
im glad k lit the flame under your -ss
you -ss backward rappers who trash is only mad
just turn your text to the book of revelations
im the angelic horseman who decapicated satan
open the seven seal my book rhymes reveal
we running out you cowards and bringing in back the real
as the river turns to blood a terror to fake thugs
can a n-gga spit a verse without whipping or selling drugs?
al pete, beast boy, swords my homeboys yall known for spitting fire
and the game is needing more stinkarelli, mal jones keep aim at these clones
baptize em with that fire till they leave that sh-t alone
there is plenty of other so called rappers i didn’t mention
and anybody else ill leave for gutta and dizzim
i already bodied ya signed your death certificate
somebody call the morgue before the rigimortis set in
for compet-tion for culture get back to real spitting
acidic paragraphs that raised the dead to livin
imma uplift n-ggas if it k!lls em spirits risen
hovering over your body say goodbye to your children
ill raise your little man teach him not to become a victim
introduce him to the power of the truth and ever living
the way and light my flow is for milenia
vocal cataclysm volcano written with rthymn
im worser than racism s-xism cl-ssism
where these n-ggas get thay fashion sense a f-gs in em
i stick move n-gga with speed its by menin
anihilation and pure devastion my compsition
fingerf-cked storm and spit lighting so exciting
black pantha k!lling femceess like breast cancer
no answer to the enigma the panty k!ller
the mayhem the judgement day nothing can save them
i crash into buildings survived to come and slay them
escaped purgatory like sp-wn just for the glory
life story just like blade but more gory
my son i fathered your style so call maury
drake k!ller stage ripper doom sealer
this verse will a hiphop quotable none realer
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