Montana Of 300

Montana Of 300 - Angel With An Uzi songtekst

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Like if GOD had wrote the bible

This is straight from the mouth of the person who made these verses

Can't change the words on this album

I'm loading my gun while reading

48 laws of powers, that rapper that taughtcha how to acknowledge the higher power

Not eatin bullshit they feeding us

I duck it like Robert Towson

I'm the son that he's proud of that's linking you like a browser

They beat you therefore you coward

Slave owners is who you [?]

I'm on a whole nother level Vegeta gon need a scouter

I am the hottest outchea don't need a label to voucher

I'm wilder than Rottweiler that's high off that gunpowder

Came from the dirt like a flower f**k nigga don't ever doubt us

My Regulators going mount up and wet you up like a shower

Fly high as the Lord allows us

while keeping f**k shit from around us

The flyest killers you know like them pilots of Twin Towers

I'm getting guala, I'm getting hotter, my future Blazin

The lava flowing I gotta go in

I'm too impatient

I'm cold as hell like I'm cool with Satan

I'm too amazing

I've been in my glow like a Super Saiyan you used to hating

Forever Hustlin might catch me in heaven selling spirits

If you saw my bitch you swear that's an angel in heaven missing

Bars so hot you would think I sat in the devil's prison

They say Jesus is coming I'm starting to think that he'll never visit

If you are listening you are witnessing an exorcism

The best description is heaven sent him he is blessed with rhythm

Father to my sons

I can never be no deadbeat and

still salutin pops cuz I'll never forgot who fed me

Pain is what prepare me

Struggle ain't never scared me

Beef with anybody I love my nigga you dead meat

And I don't mean to brag but part of me is like the Red Sea

And I ain't grocery shopping but I'll be where the bread be

I got this rap shit on lock that's why they dread me

Ask Satan who you fear most of all and that nigga said me

Bitch I'm so mother f**king cold I can summon soul

and I can make this summer cold

Flow go dumb as Cole

I get more money on the road then a f**kin tow

Like strippers catch me with that dough and that f**kin pole

Sliding on them like a debit

I'm training shoot like I'm Reddick

I'll lay you down like some edges and show you pussies what wet is

I studied you

Did my research learn how you work like a medic

Come out the cut with the choppa

I take shit out when I edit

I'll shoot yo ass like a movie and then I'll roll like the credit

I put in work on my own with my middle name Cal Aesthetics

I remember when I was starving

Remember when I was broke

Remember hating that feeling

Didnt want to feel it no more

I remember bagging up dope and selling it like a boat

Wasn't worry about getting poked had nina under my coat

Remember when y'all were sleeping Remember when I was woke

I was up perfecting my flow now

I'm getting bread by the loaf

The same ones that used to divide us edit Bibles to blind us

Beat us, kill, and deprived us and we going to let him guide us

They best disguise as a book

You know they demise us

You wanna rise up nigga you better wise up

You think for a GOD like he hiding but he's inside us

Wakes us up everyday but you still ain't opened your eyes up

I can provide the truth for you

even provide the proof for you

Stupid folks ain't going to get it

you stick with who tie noose for us

The same ones who tied a the knot and put the rope up

Been telling lies to get the common people hopes up

Everything they printed you chose to soak up

The jokes up they ain't fear us until we woke up

My 40 on me plus GOD with me I ain't alone

Yes I'm that nigga they hate it on

Heart made of stone

That came a long way taking losses but staying strong

Said I wouldn't make it but they was wrong my paper long

Picasso of any canvas i ever painted on Yhey play my song and debate upon my greatest poems

Now that the kids can sing along I'm breaking bones

They faith is gone they wish they was on like games of throne

Can't share with fake I'd rather spend my days alone

I seen more snakes than Medusa therefore my face is Stone

and you know GOD is not the author of confusion

Do you really rock with GOD or you bribe with in an illusion

Hoping at the Pearly Gates he will pick you out when he is choosing

That your chances isn't ruined by the sinning you've been doing

As soon as that karma set in

Forgive me Father

I'm begging

I'm thankful for all my blessings and instantly start to confessing

You need to be taught a lesson

See I was charged with possession

I mentally start artillery every thought is a weapon

I'm prepping for Armageddon

Curing the narcoleptic

I'm just giving my gift

so I wrap my past with my present

I'm spit bars with a message

Not here to spar with you Reverend and

I ain't going against God cuz I came across 'em with questions

I can make you a pawns a second hell

I don't want to go if my loved ones are in heaven

GOD!!!
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