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novatore & c-lance - last chapter كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: novatore]
there ain’t a single thing that y’all can say to me (not at all!)
one of the best, there’s no debatin’, y’all should pray to me
zealots worship what i say, repeat verbatimly
this game of rap, i’m just a predator and y’all some prey to me
i got ’em wakin’ out their sleep just to receive the sermon
they really flock to me like sheep but don’t perceive i’m serpent
i keep them out of reach, they only see the surface
yeah! i’ll keep thе peace for now but later i’ll achiеve the purpose
the purpose is to leave ’em purposeless
until they pullin’ out the blade and they insert to wrist (666)
we placin’ bets on who the first to slit
then put him in his crypt beneath the surface in the dirt to r.i.p (r.i.p!)
and even if they flip they’ll never find me guilty
that’s one of the sk!lls, they blow the whistle then we script the hit piece
the church ain’t what it was back in the ’50s
when a man could beat his kids and then just blame it on the fifth of whiskey

[chorus: novatore]
my raps are like the word of god so worship me
my year of birth is like the earth’s anniversary
nothing before me and there’s nothing after
these rappers really got no future, i’m the last chapter
my raps are like the word of god so worship me
my year of birth is like the earth’s anniversary
nothing before me and there’s nothing after
these rappers really got no future, i’m the last chapter
[verse 2: lord goat]
for whom the bell tolls hit the skypager
they searchin’ ground except we bury you in five acres
we get the dope from quakers because the plugs ancient
you’ll be rappin’ through a pacemaker, that’s innovation
put you in the dump for the fun, that’s just incineration
watchin’ all the opps perish, that’s just vindication
you rappers is all statements, snitchin’, and lawyers
it’s not entertainment, still molotov your sequoia
disorderly goons turn your scalp to stouffer’s
like astral focus turn your frame into dannon yogurt
i’m like sid haig with a box of toasters, smoke vietnamese
turn your features into lox and cream cheese
pull up in a three_piece, ferocious like dom deluise, pcp in the fronto leaf
i’m like tuddy on speed powder and the matzah a hundred a sleeve
but they never open their mouth when they run into beef
never leavin’ the couch, they just speakin’ in queefs

- novatore c lance

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