The Resurrection of Lord KA
Smokin on yo homie
We gon pop up at the service bitch
If I resurrect, I spend my life
Just sniffin opps like bricks
Suffer from accomplishments
Still I feel incompetent
Ask me what my problem is
Your head is on the counter shit!
Ask what I'm smoking
I was trippin on that DMT
Then I found the God in me
These bars are methamphetamine
Niggas really diss me
Till they brains all on the curb
Come and say that shit to me
You gone end up on a shirt
Yeh I ain't playing nigga
Leave you dead straight on the Curb
See what I'm saying nigga?
I can't stand you niggas!
On the way to dump the bodies
Of these hating niggas
Pain is Preparation
I'm coming back like Jason
This ain't no voodoo, Haitian
Could set your block a blazin
God made eve, all from Adams rib
Abandoned Satan
Wouldn't doubt him, cause the thought of evil seems complacent
See you call for Jesus Christ
Oh my God might take your life
Homicide on heads or tails
You could lose it all tonight
You fear God, you submit right?
On your knees you pray in spite
Behead the king, one step for life
Today we Lords, no harm in sight!
Yeh I ain't playing nigga
Leave you dead straight on the Curb
See what I'm saying nigga?
I can't stand you niggas!
On the way to dump the bodies
Of these hating niggas
Dump the Bodies of these
We gon pop up at the service bitch
If I resurrect, I spend my life
Just sniffin opps like bricks
Suffer from accomplishments
Still I feel incompetent
Ask me what my problem is
Your head is on the counter shit!
Ask what I'm smoking
I was trippin on that DMT
Then I found the God in me
These bars are methamphetamine
Niggas really diss me
Till they brains all on the curb
Come and say that shit to me
You gone end up on a shirt
Yeh I ain't playing nigga
Leave you dead straight on the Curb
See what I'm saying nigga?
I can't stand you niggas!
On the way to dump the bodies
Of these hating niggas
Pain is Preparation
I'm coming back like Jason
This ain't no voodoo, Haitian
Could set your block a blazin
God made eve, all from Adams rib
Abandoned Satan
Wouldn't doubt him, cause the thought of evil seems complacent
See you call for Jesus Christ
Oh my God might take your life
Homicide on heads or tails
You could lose it all tonight
You fear God, you submit right?
On your knees you pray in spite
Behead the king, one step for life
Today we Lords, no harm in sight!
Yeh I ain't playing nigga
Leave you dead straight on the Curb
See what I'm saying nigga?
I can't stand you niggas!
On the way to dump the bodies
Of these hating niggas
Dump the Bodies of these
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Shareef Thrower
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