(feat. Evil Dead)



[Jus Allah]

Blood, death, sex and crimes

Reminds me of some of my most memorable times

Stand placed, those were the good ol' days

Ain't shit changed, still maintain my old ways

Upgrade, livin' like kings, gettin' nice things

Build and destroy, everything live brings

Killin' for sport, niggaz ain't as real as I thought

I'm just angry, lot of hate still in my heart

Playin' my part, rhymes like Christ is dark

One dart, and the crisis starts

We stumble amongst the path, that the righteous walk

You not worthy of the math, that the science is taught

Peep the system, with the wisdom, even if you cause friction

Give a fuck, main focus is Allah's mission

Take your cross off, ask for forgiveness

First can't prove, God, the man witness



[Evil Dead]

Got an L, kid, nah, cool if you dig

Buildin' off the two, show and prove when I spit

Buddha fist, tell the truth, school is a bid

A tool to condition, how we choose to live

Use the shit, the jewel, leave 'em, fools should get

Death don't apply, still we fuse to get

It's ludicrous, who would of thought the shoes'll fit

Feed 'em food for thought, before I chew these kids

Ya'll left Kathy, but y'all can't approach Sally

Frankie had a black with cats in back allies

Black gats strapped to the barney

I be god damn if the man won't buy me

Shots of Bacardi, splash of coffee

Seven in the morning, going to crash the party

Probably blowing lines of oxy

Allah U Akbar, for my mind and body



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[Evil Dead]

Spit science, eyes of a mystic spell

Playin' God, with crimes like Christmas carols

Shit's terrible, but the blind get hit with arrows

Pickin' off the hero's, like fish in the barrel

Spit parables, compared with the knowledge of devils

Each claim me, now I'mma feel lost in hell

Spark the L, clearly I don't want y'all help

Look up in the mirror, I saw God himself

We rock well, we will never bow to your king

With corpse selling, I knock at any coward who sings

Court cases, got me coming back with more things

Died and went to court, for what I got in my northface

Short changed, faith in every word Allah sing

For all dame, call at all events, I foreseen

Clouded up your head like morphine

Raw to the core, your brain absorbs the lost links



[Jus Allah]

Allah, father or lord, with sharpened sword

First cry, hit the redbull's eye in the dartboard

Leave when motherfuckers playin' harps and chords

Fatal scars, this year we taking ours

Even if it's taking food out your baby jaws

License to God, giving all praise to Allah, my favorite part

Fuck y'all, your CD's collect dust balls

Kill you niggaz today, before the sun falls

This is where I thrive, trynna revive the crime

Proof real niggaz get they lie

This no motherfuckin' image, balance the limits

Infinite, no start for a fuckin' finish

Niggaz nowhere involved in God's business

Best friends with the least to fuck with star witness

Motherfuckers deserve they ugly ass heads spinning

Only good fuck the devils, is a dead man



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