Dear Psalms

Hell Razah & Smooth (of Skin Deep) - Rap, East Coast Rap
Dear Psalms
2 Plays
Duration: 3:16
Lyrics
[Intro: Hell Razah] Night-Crawler Entertainment Chapter 1: Verse 1 Gospel of Razah All my ladies [Verse 1: Hell Razah] She was a virgin until she started sleeping with servants Now being pimped by business merchants Behind closed curtains Got a king but was uncertain Then their relationship stopped working and left her hurting Now artists love her as a Goddess Got her smoking weed, gangster and cold-hearted And dishonest From a loyal-wife to a harlot Became a widow when she lacked the knowledge To get her nails polished She was like Jacob's Ladder when King David had her He played the harp with her daily by her gall-bladder She had a sweet sound that brought laughter She praised God when nothing else mattered to the last chapters She even came off of slavery ships Now her mouth is full of cursing and bitterness to sit with the rich It be the poison of an asp that be under her lips She ran through my bloodline and even slept with a Crip A prostitute, get her thrills out of studio booths She divorced off the truth to get used to the sport Took her three-fourths off to put on poom-poom shorts She be in strip clubs giving thugs reason for rubs She ain't the same lady she was with the Last Poets She been played-out rewinding, now she fast-forward [Break: Hell Razah] Chapter 2: Verse 1 Turn the page [Chorus: Hell Razah] Dear Psalms, I miss you since the day you was born We used to sing-a-long, now you in somebody else arms I was charmed by your love and your spirit was warm While you was out doing wrong, I wrote you this song Sweet Psalms, I miss you since the day you were born We used to sing-a-long, now you in somebody else arm I was charmed by your love and your spirit was warm While you was out doing wrong, I wrote you this song [Verse 2: Hell Razah] The more I showed love, was less hated I kept warm with my Dear Psalms On days I was cold and naked Instead of break bread, I learned to bake it It's either Christ or the synagogue of Satan as she turned atheist What's a family without order? I poured slaughter on the grey horse and sat upon many waters Playing in suits with them evil-doers Old white nose and needle users who used to be the rulers Having cyber-sex on computers She got murdered, what's the one that shoot her? Smart, but can't fool her She went from singing me gospels to drug novels Now she's all about bottles of Cris Diamonds and whips Tell the men that she sleeping with to call her a bitch I got jealous so I flipped and I read her a script Psalms 43 brought her back to me Actually I caught her being manufactured for another factory From the first-time I met her, it was love at first sight She was with me all the days of my life, my virtuous wife Cheated for a small price, this love letter I write So we could be together as one, singing to Christ [Chorus] Dear Psalms, I miss you since the day you was born We used to sing-a-long, now you in somebody else arms I was charmed by your love and your spirit was warm While you was out doing wrong, I wrote you this song Sweet Psalms, I miss you since the day you were born [Outro: Hell Razah] Remember where you came from You just heard, my hip-hop love letter Written for all the souls Born in this womb of music
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- Hell Razah