Jay-zLucifer

("Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of earth") ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning") I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of, earth") Kanyeeze you did it again, you a genius nigga! ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning) So you need to change your attitude Before they asking what happened to you (Lucifer Lucifer Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him But he also got a righteous cause for sinning Them-a-murder me, so I gotta murder, them First emergency, doctors performing procedures Jesus, I ain't trying to be facetious, but "Vengeance is mine" said the Lord You said it better than all Leave niggas on death's door, breathing on Respirators for killing my best, poor haters On permanent, hiatus as I skate In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angele's, like an evangelist I can introduce you to your maker Bring you closer to nature Ashes after they cremate you bastards Hope you been reading your Psalms and chapters Paying your tithe, being good Catholics, I'm coming ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of, earth") ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning") I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I'm gonna, chase you out of , earth") ("Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning") So you niggas change your attitude Before they asking what happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer) Yes, this is holy war I wet y'all all with the holy water Spray from Heckler-Koch order Matic auto-static, child cease to exist Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, take six! Spread love, to all of my dead thugs I pour out a little Louis, to a head above Yes sir, and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the earth Till that time, it's on and popping, church Like Don Bishop, the fifth or palm cock either Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost Please I leave you in somebody's cathedral For stunting like Evel Knievel I let you see where that bright light lead you The more you talk, the more you irking us The more you goin' need memorial services "The Black Album" second verse, is like Devil's pie, save some dessert for us Man, I gotta get my soul right, I gotta get these devils out my life, These cowards gonna make a nigga right, They won't be happy 'til somebody die, Oh man, I gotta get my soul right, 'Fore I'm locked up for my whole life, Every time it seems it's alright Somebody want they soul to rise I chase you off of this earth I got dreams, of holdin' a nine milla, to Bob's killer Askin him why as my eyes fill up These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten, homes I still feel you So, curse the day that birthed the bastard Who caused your church mass, reverts to crash The first to blast then reverse the curse The first to date and there you are, Bobalob Lord forgive him, we all have sinned But Bob's a good dude, please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks again
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