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No Malice - Jesus Christ lyrics

Artist: No Malice

album: Let the Dead Bury the Dead


I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit for
Now don't go talking to them folks
Giving info
Just know they listening on them scanners
Nigga tenfold
Just to have em asking later
What you in for
I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit for
Now don't go talking to them folks
Giving info
Just know they listening on them scanners
Nigga tenfold
Just to have em asking later
What you in for
Blood drip from God's Gift I'm baptized
They blaspheme these niggas making me backslide
Seen it from afar so it came as no surprise
The child lash out when Daddy doesn't chastise
That aside it is I who must father them
Like swatting flies they starting to become bothersome
Honor Him! Cuban refugee I Assata them
For this I die and gladly enter martyrdom
They tell me Biggie preached his own death
I say what better than your own breath?
Get it from the horse mouth get your thoughts out
Labels got em like Lamar Dead sleep in a whorehouse!
Did not you know Freedom come with salvation
False prophet I spot you like a dalmatian
Final destination be aware of what you headed for
I ain't gotta burn any bridge that's what hell is for
I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit for
Now don't go talking to them folks
Giving info
Just know they listening on them scanners
Nigga ten-fold
Just to have em asking later
What you in for
I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit for
Now don't go talking to them folks
Giving info
Just know they listening on them scanners
Nigga ten-fold
Just to have em asking later
What you in for
Lord God forgive em for they know not
What they saying fat lip like botox
Playing wit ya Name while knowing it's my sore spot
I'm listening wit a squint it's hard to read like the court doc
Aforethought He must be the Risen Christ
Who died once they still trying to kill him twice
Kill the lights, leave em in the dark let em pillow fight
I say let em all feel the burn like Killer Mike
These mockeries taunting me I'm beside myself
Toward the God I'm beseeching for my mamas health
Look toward the hills cause it sure ain't no amount of wealth
I say to the devil Let him go, now hold this L
Lift the veil, allow em all to see the cost
Gucci said Even money can't buy ya sauce
Police dogs on the innocent, they don't even call em off
All this Rap Rap while the Ghetto's in a Holocaust
I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit for
Now don't go talking to them folks
Giving info
Just know they listening on them scanners
Nigga tenfold
Just to have em asking later
What you in for
I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit for
Now don't go talking to them folks
Giving info
Just know they listening on them scanners
Nigga tenfold
Just to have em asking later
What you in for

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