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the devil’z rejects – black godz remix كلمات اغاني

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[intro: jus allah]
yeah n_gga
what’s the f_cking deal
black gods n_gga
jus allah, chief kamach
what’s the f_cking deal my n_ggas
it’s good
yo, it’s a rap n_ggas, yo
check it out, yo

[jus allah]
jus allah is black god, runaway slave with back scars
devil won’t let me in the cave, i’m blackballed
n_ggas ain’t f_cking with the scientist, at all
for every five divine, there’s 95 slack jaws
i f_ck dimes, but i f_cked a couple wack jawns
p_ssy something that a n_gga just act on
i can’t help it, it’s magnetic attraction
i can’t melt in the sun, unless it’s passed on
i’m the last born, the f_cking end all
marine tilting the machine like pinball
my n_ggas fiend for the green like a menthol
when the fiend doesn’t have a reed and some tin foil
we earn our stripes, turn out dikes
smoke out just like rubber when it burn off bikes
chief kamachi, n_ggas need to turn off mics
more ideology than you could learn off christ
scent ya motherf_cking mind, we the best that you’ll find
it’s like lightning, striking consecutive times
allah gave me extra shine, extra divine
the finest flesh mankind’s ever designed
you ugly motherf_ckers got a reason to be leaving now
it’s open season on the heathens in the region now
we forever foes, beef will never close
’til you laying in a pose in your dress clothes
[hook x2: scratching]
_call the president_
_we might lose control_
[?]
_don’t make me have to call your name out_
[?]

[chief kamachi]
h_ll’s here, heaven can’t handle it
in the dark i keep the mirrors on the mantel lit
evil g_nius, black candles channel it
cult status, possessed by the amulet
keep my jewels, fools tryna gamble it
smoke bidis from habibis on the saddle strip
god sovereign, on any land we pick
african k!llers, cheetah skin handle grips
jus allah, kamach master common murk
let me play with your eye, see if your spine work
too complex but this still is a classic
my voice make a cobra pop up out of a basket
it’s warrior blood on twelve inch plastic
i’m finished with the vocals, the cadence is mastered n_ggas

[hook]

[bomshot]
the hostel apostle’s awful with the gospel, colossal
toss you in h_ll with pentecostals
i appear, white as a ghost though my heart is black
maybe cause i still shoot dope and smoke crack
i rock the mic like convulsions
see one man’s hand move mountains and part oceans
the title taker, the idle breaker
and when we run out of blunts we burn bible paper
we on the run like we escaped from alcatraz
i harbor fugitives from lost tribe shabazz
bomshot, jus allah and chief kamachi
we arab n_z_’s, like tragedy khadafi
your knowledges is irrelevant your rap’s too delinquent
you can’t f_ck with us, your words are celibate
we crack jaws and silence you wack frauds
all praises due to allah for creating black gods
[hook x2]

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