GOD's a Gemini
Now look at what they feeding you voluntary data theft
I know God's a gemini it's just me and Satan left
Most read all the books but never take the time to make the steps
Certain methodology to keep all of your grades in check
Like spelling, be careful with your words cause the worlds gonna retell it
Like rats need repellent, this is scorched earth I can show you how deep hell is
Now inhale it, I feel like I'm the only one who knows shit
Until I meet somebody else who knows this
Imma keep freely being my own deity
Pray to me repeatedly hating on me I pity the
Little God fearing human beings like the new disease
I move on a higher beam golden calf provide the cream
Two spoonfuls bless me while the moons full
Her nipples like a pyramid I had to build a tomb for
You want the truth or you want reality
Fuck summa cum laude I'll rattle up your academy
That fact is this ain't magic this is practice
Might lose your head if you taking the time to scratch it
Might lose your hand if the money ain't clearly matching up
No tints everything else is black as fuck
Feel like pastor Jim Jones with a plastic cup
Angel step into my home and have glass of punch
I don't ask too much just for a sacrament
That lifts the masses up to see how black it is
They all packed in trucks with little packages
This little Kallous fuck brought out the savages
I'm mean I'll watch the world burn and light a blunt on it
Just to put a little sacrilegious stunt on it
Did you know that London Bridges has a pun on it
They been sacrificing children for the fun of it
I know God's a gemini it's just me and Satan left
Most read all the books but never take the time to make the steps
Certain methodology to keep all of your grades in check
Like spelling, be careful with your words cause the worlds gonna retell it
Like rats need repellent, this is scorched earth I can show you how deep hell is
Now inhale it, I feel like I'm the only one who knows shit
Until I meet somebody else who knows this
Imma keep freely being my own deity
Pray to me repeatedly hating on me I pity the
Little God fearing human beings like the new disease
I move on a higher beam golden calf provide the cream
Two spoonfuls bless me while the moons full
Her nipples like a pyramid I had to build a tomb for
You want the truth or you want reality
Fuck summa cum laude I'll rattle up your academy
That fact is this ain't magic this is practice
Might lose your head if you taking the time to scratch it
Might lose your hand if the money ain't clearly matching up
No tints everything else is black as fuck
Feel like pastor Jim Jones with a plastic cup
Angel step into my home and have glass of punch
I don't ask too much just for a sacrament
That lifts the masses up to see how black it is
They all packed in trucks with little packages
This little Kallous fuck brought out the savages
I'm mean I'll watch the world burn and light a blunt on it
Just to put a little sacrilegious stunt on it
Did you know that London Bridges has a pun on it
They been sacrificing children for the fun of it
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