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No Malice – Jesus Christ Lyrics

I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit fo?
Now don't go talkin' to them folks
Givin' info
Just know they listenin' on them scanners
Nigga ten-fold
Just to have em ask ya' later
What you in fo?

I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit fo?
Now don't go talkin' to them folks
Givin' info
Just know they listenin' on them scanners
Nigga ten-fold
Just to have em ask ya' later
What you in fo?

Blood drip from God's Gift I'm baptized
They blaspheme these niggas making me backslide
Seen it from afar so it came as no surprise
The child lash out when Daddy doesn't chastise
That aside it is I who must father them
Like swatting flies they starting to become bothersome
Honor Him! Cuban refugee I Assata them
For this I die and gladly enter martyrdom
They tell me Biggie preached his own death
I say what better than your own breath?
Get it from the horsemouth get your thoughts out
Labels got em like Lamar Dead sleep in a whorehouse!
Did not you know? Freedom come with salvation
False prophet I spot you like a dalmatian
Final destination be aware of what you headed for
I ain't gotta burn any bridge that's what hell is for!

I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit fo?
Now don't go talkin' to them folks
Givin' info
Just know they listenin' on them scanners
Nigga ten-fold
Just to have em ask ya' later
What you in fo?

I heard you came up on them bricks
What it hit fo?
Now don't go talkin' to them folks
Givin' info
Just know they listenin' on them scanners
Nigga ten-fold
Just to have em ask ya' later
What you in fo?

Lord God forgive 'em for they know not
What they sayin' fat lippin' like botox
Playin wit ya Name while knowing it's my sore spot
I'm listenin' wit a squint it's hard to read like the court doc
Aforethought He must be the Risen Christ!
Who died once they still tryin' to kill him twice
Kill the lights, leave em in the dark let em pillow fight
I say let em all feel the burn like Killer Mike
These mockeries tauntin' me I'm beside myself
Toward the God I'm beseechin' for my mamas health
Look toward the hills cause it sho ain't no amount of wealth
I say to the devil Let him go, now hold this L
Lift the veil, allow em all to see the cost
Gucci said Even money can't buy ya sauce!
Police dogs on the innocent, they don't even call em off
All this Rap Rap while the Ghetto's in a Holocaust
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Songwriters: RAYMOND BAKER, LEIGH ELLIOTT, GENE THORNTON
Jesus Christ lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group

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