Hail Mary

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Planetary] Uh, we in Seattle wit Mack the Knife and the Pharaohs We loaded with double barrels and all the cipher an' apparel We bangin' the Lost Battles, and Everything is a Gamble 'Sour Diesel', That raw perico, wrapped from the gravel We travel a vicious cycle from Illadelph to the Eiffel My wife will walk wit a rifle, if I ask her to snipe you Best believe the shit on my sleeve reppin' what I'm here for Therefore, my arm extends to who I'm here for I'm still raw, still spittin' and workin' hard Like King Syze walkin' thru them 'Labor Union' doors Its real, conceal a weapon till the day of the election When Bush gone it's on, I'm lickin' at his direction Spittin' it to perfection, my ghetto report card A plus Lay plush, new Chuckers laced up, Gritty! Shitty Saturdays, jewels look like gamma rays I'm Bobby Knight with a mic in his Indiana days Atlanta Braves, tomahawkin' your parade I fuck wit Phillies! "What you silly nigga!" Watch what you say (I smack the shit out you) We ducktapin' whoeva the fuck hatin' We leaving no prisoners, I'm a sinister son sacred [Chorus: Planetary] Hail Mary, full of grace Praise that the Lord be with us when we walking through space! Blessed, are those who rose to step in our face We gotta (get 'em) I hope they in a better place (got 'em) Hail Mary, full of grace Praise that the Lord be with us when we walking through space Blessed, are those who rose to step in our face We gotta (get 'em) I hope they in a better place (got 'em) [Verse 2: Crypt the Warchild] Nah, y'all ain't hear me on Gun Ballad or Black Christmas Or Bloody Tears, I was busy handlin' my business Me and Planet the same but we a little different Back in the booth like we left somethin' missing Back wit the truth I pray to God you niggas listenin' Stack to the roof like pyramids but ain't Egyptian Use the mic as a brush to paint this diction They gotta quarantine the lab they say we sickenin' Music is like cook raw we blazed the kitchen We got love worldwide amazin' isn't it? We Blood Brothers from another father, another mother Rum guzzlers, son touch us and ain't no one above us Who put in work like us and who the fuck can judge us We change it up a bit don't understand what's all the fuss is We make it happen; we persevered through all the weather We Puerto Ricans so we accustomed to do whatever it takes We stand firm, we stay together Outerspace that set in stone and remains forever Q-D for life, for worst, for better I got a hunger for blood and I thirst for cheddar [Chorus: Planetary] Hail Mary, full of grace Praise that the Lord be with us when we walking through space! Blessed, are those who rose to step in our face We gotta (get 'em) I hope they in a better place (got 'em) Hail Mary, full of grace Praise that the Lord be with us when we walking through space Blessed, are those who rose to step in our face We gotta (get 'em) I hope they in a better place (got 'em)
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Credits
- Writers
- Crypt the Warchild
- Planetary