BLASPHEMY

[VERSE 1]
My family tree consists of drug dealers, Thugs and killers,Strugglin Known to hustle screaming fuck their feelings I got advice from my father All he told me was this Nigga get off your ass If you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game but I'll share with you two Know, niggas gon' hate for whatever you do Now rule one get yo cash on M.O.B. That's Money Over Bitches cause they breed envy Now rule two is a hard one Watch for phonies Keep yo enemies close nigga Watch yo homies It seemed a little unimportant When he told me I smiled Picture jewels being handed to an innocent child I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules Initiated as an outlaw Studying rules Now papa ain't around So I gotta recall or come to grips of being written on my enemies wall Promised if I have a seed I'ma guide him right Dear Lord don't let me die tonite I got words for my comrades Listen and learn Ain't nothing free Give back what you earn no doubt! Getting high then a motherfucker blessed and pleased This thug life will be the death of me, Come On... Yeah,
I remember what my papa told me,
Remember what my pops told me,
Blasphemy
[Chorus]
[VERSE 2]
We probably in hell already Our dumb asses not knowing Everybody kissing ass to go to heaven ain't going Put my soul on it I'm fighting devil niggas daily Plus the media be crucifying brothas severely Tell me I ain't God's son Nigga mom a virgin We got addicted had to leave the burbs Back in the ghetto doing wild shit Looking at the sun don't pay Criminal mind all the time Waiting for judgement day They say Moses split the red sea I split the blunt and roll a fat one I'm deadly, Babylon beware It's coming from these Pharoahs kids Retaliation, making legends off the shit we did Still bullshitting Niggas in Jerusalem waiting for signs God promised, he's just taking his time (Ha Ha) Living by the Nile while the water flows I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go Brothas getting shot Coming back resurrected It's just that raw shit Nigga check it,
It's that raw shit,
I remember what my papa told me,
Remember what my papa told me,
Blasphemy
[Chorus]
[VERSE 3]
The future want me buried. Why? Cause I don't hear a liar Have you ever seen a crackhead That's eternal fire Why you got these kids mind Thinking that they evil While the preachers and scriptures say None of Gods people Should we cry When the po die My request Who should cry if they cry When we buried Malcolm X Momma tell me am I wrong Is God just another cop Waiting to beat my ass If I don't go pop Memories of a pastime Giving up dabs to the leaders Knowing damn well they ain't gon' feed us In my brain how can you explain Time release me. It's hard enough to live now In these times of griefs. They say Jesus is a kind man Well he should understand Times in this crime land My thug nation. Do what you gotta to do And know you gotta change Try to find a way to make it out the game I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure Is heaven just another Door (I leave this here) I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure Is heaven just another Door (And my people say)
[Chorus]

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