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Shabazz the Disciple feat. Dr. Zodiak "Superkool".
LYRICS:
i praise the lord above please forgive me for my sins
all i want is happiness for my fam and friends
always pursue loot but i never sold crack
why would i put my own people on a deathPATH
its a set back whipped like a wetback
my dad used to slam his veins with that wet smack
laying on the floor like a new born baby crippled
foaming at the mouth made my childish brain ripple
started crying could my old dad be dying
i love him with my heart even though his head was frying
he told me to go to school i said fuck school
hanging with the boys on the block superkools
half of their bodies embedded with them bullet wounds
lungs missing with flesh ripping inhaling fumes
most of my friends are hypes i guess i like that type
mensreated mind set with a blazing light

the government wants us locked up behind bars
slave labor is back america we starve
dumb fucks slanging dope in lump humps
you kill your brothers karmas gunna come and cut ya
when you get locked learn from the 1st shot or face a 2nd strike third one will be your life
its a cold game, its a old game, selling cocaine your gunna loose your brain
fast cash quick ass you always played too fast
life in the fast lane moving like a freight train
going off the rails bout to slide like snails
we need to all unite go to school in like light
an honest tongue is precious to get you out the trenches, avoid the wenches, stay away from satans clenches?
remain righteous right you go maintain the tightness
keep your friends close, enemies closer
big boasters get throwin up in the toaster
maintain low pro like a fucking street duster
save your cash like a jew with a million stashed that's how the zodiak killer gets up in that ass

i pray for our fathers doing life in prison or hit with hollow shells and now their souls risen
until the kingdom come im a clean this gun hold me a place in heaven forever amen
heavenly father forgive me for my transgressions
hand in my blessings for them grams and them hand weapons
the hood recessions have all us chasing for ?..possessions
im in this vocal booth now sending up confessions
the crack era turned my hood to a horror film
the smack era sent my father to the spirit realm
so many bullet wounds behind that metal fence
million diamond needles fists and legs like elephants
my old dad used to bundle hectares of diesel
hooked on the stash started shooting up and sharing needles
his brother pierced his own vein with the same needle
they got they veins cue cards like ...?
we bagged the first brick and the p's? to distributed
to the whole demise of the hood we all contributed
plague of addiction hassle to us eviction?
so much affliction, prison visits, murder convictions
we went to war for our women and our daily bread
my adversaries gun jammed right at my fucking head
angles protect me ....???? feel like the lord forgot me
yay though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death i fear no evil breast plate cover my chest
a black eagles and 40 cal comfort me
backing up at the table in the presence of my enemies
cup runneth over with hennessy
blowing chiba we ? shiva
judas try to deliver me
making him lay down in green pastures having their mom sendin their 23rd song over their caskets
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