Chapter III: Mentality

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... chiropractor Break your back to set straight the crookedness Yo son, I'm booking this, tooking this Shooking this just like earthquakes To fake emcess who wanna try You understand, they lie Commit suicide as I apply Pressures of the Most High Most High, I still strive Never die coz God gave me the chance to realize My old fate was ill, change around, lost and found Never turn around, I profound My comprehention be infinite Microphone, you speaking with your junk Be like a hypocrite, hypocritical My microphone go to your mind likе a portal Laced up my boots like Rambo Played out likе keys on a piano You understand, I seen this like Soprano Sad stories, to God the glory But still ... I walk the hallways of the crucified And understand they died for no cause ... that they inflicted My mind was detected, you understand son I came and reflected The one that was sent from the biblical texture Grab the mic and just stir up the mixture Wanna be the next one to contradict the Scripture?