Shirk

Lyrics for Shirk

Before they could really grow to see That your way is not the way to make life what it should be Yeah, yeah, yeah Evil, why have you destroyed You've destroyed so much of this doggone world, evil I'll be the devil they want me to be Red and blue lights on my life Hope they know that I keep me a blicky right under the seat Use your acuity, usually usury Only resided for niggas like me Whitey abusin' tenuity Damper thе unity Fakin' the citywide beef Brown paper bag as wе sip from the poison That be the same color as most of the tap Industry plantin' illiterate niggas Now most of these niggas be thinkin' they rap Burdened by stresses and I can't express it So I reinterpret the feelin' with gats Searched for the land where the hands Do not stain from the sadist But I could not see where they at We been perturbing the warming It's Aokiji at the terminal You ain't check in and we ain't never heard of you All of that agony felt like a slap on the wrist But for you it's feelin' like a tourniquet Why don't you save me the tears? White folks keep me outta your prayers I know what's evil incarnate They got Yakubian layers I'm like but what is a man? Nothin' but piles of secrecy I know what you really are Under the guise of security Know your demise is a surety I know the day of acumen will brutalize All that you love to obscurity, uhh Stomp a Nazi in my Prada Swear we everything you not All the shootas in Valhalla Watchin' all they children smile Swear that vengeance finds their way Through inner workings of jihad Stomp a Nazi in my Prada Swear we everything you not All my shootas in Valhalla Watchin' all they children smile Swear that vengeance finds their way Through inner workings of jihad Stomp a Nazi in my Prada Swear we everything you not All the shootas in Valhalla Watchin' all they children smile Swear that vengeance finds their way Through inner workings of jihad Soon a rain of blood The likes of which you cannot imagine Shall fall down on you It will be a stormy death Take heed, struggler Struggle, endure, contend For that alone is the sword of one Who defies death Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt like a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt like a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt like a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt like a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope 'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope