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judas isacariot - k.a.a.n. lyrics

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oh sh-t n-gg- here we go again i need to get in contact with my doctor

i got voices in my head and my mind keeps spinnin like propellers on a f-ckin helicopter

this suspicious blood is ridiculous because everything a n-gg- give is conspicuous

from my sense of security felt to obscurity yelling obscenities this is absurdity

lyrical ent-ty envy thy enemy empty this clip till they trip off the remedy sing this melody my flow is heavenly

demons in my soul are constantly tempting me

living in misery learning humility

spitting a plan and clutching a rosary

all that i wrote is to sanctify savagery pain and some agony,death and disparity

clearly i need to get my motherf-ckin medication in my motherf-ckin system real quick i’m on columbine with twelve concubines

i got concrete rymes that’ll blow a n-gg- mind shakespearian the way that i construct it call it al jazeera like it’s m-ss destruction

i’ve come way too far with this abdu’allah and my belive in god has been cracked with a flaw

as i fall through these shadows this blasphemous blackness i’m stuck in a nightmare that you can’t imagine

i’m sick of my pastor he’s preaching salivation just burry me deep so i’m resting in peace

i eternally sleep with bouquets of carnations,rosies n posies and blood colored daisies

mutilating my wrist going through phases n-body notice that sh-t was amazing

b-tch i’m bipolar and borderline crazy my father don’t care i swear that n-gg- hate me now look what the f-ck you done to your baby

i guess i’m everything that n-gg- made me

i am what am what i am is a shame the fact that i’m bearing this family name realize that my father and i are the same see these apples you barely fall far from the tree

now chris rolled a blunt at the age of fifteen and kevin’s a d-ck a literal pr-ck i hope that you die you son of a b-tch i would give you the shirt off my back if you ask

when i got on that roof and busted my -ss and the day that i quit you just pointed and laughed now you forty years old and broke with no cash

i refuse to put limits on things that i had but my life ain’t defined by the things that i want because i wanted to k!ll you i ain’t gonna front

but see then my nefews would have had no father consequences of my family drama

f-ck that ain’t no more lines being dedicated to these motherf-ckers i hate

that refuse to acknowledge calamities caused that i’m dealing with everyday okayyy

now a n-gg- about to get technical i’m on meth tical spitting a pristine vow

i’m like tyson my vices are k!lling me slowly

i burn all my bridges in this allegory disgusted by lack of comp-ssion and this man that’s rooted in evil and seated in wealth won’t do for another what you do for self

i ain’t writing no rymes b-tch i’m crying for help ahhhh?

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