LYRICAL HOMICIDE PT. 2

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Soulzay & David Morgan - Rap

LYRICAL HOMICIDE PT. 2

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[Verse 1: Soulzay] Take the walls from my barrel man If  they speak it's profanity We  controlled by the media By the root of satanically All the weak minded bitches that think they living a fantasy It's  causing destruction, nah you can call it a casualty See  pimping ain't dead yet See pimping could pay the rent See  pimping is demonstrated by those in the government Surrounded by evil ways Come lay where the devil stays Eternally burning flames We  living our last days The haze I must blaze So trapped in my mystic ways That Triple 6 mind state Increasing the crime rate With lyrical homicide You're down, will let's take a ride To the devil's playground where you know that you won't survive The lies they demonize And make sure it's televised To structure your whole life [?] before your eyes Realize it's too late, [?] a witness To my lyrical pimping shit, you bitches can't get with this Hoe [Verse 2: David Morgan] Uh Come and take a ride on the side Where we see straight through the lies 'Cause we open up our mind This is more than getting high We fighting over all the fantasies Shit is real, it's not a fantasy Corporations gon be mad at me When they happily handing me money Because we finally made a deal But, put me on any commercial, all Ima advertise is the real How you feel man? Man I feel like the government thinks I'm dumb I know where this shit is headed, because I know where this shit is from We went from we shall overcome Now they won't even let us come over Bet they wouldn't build a wall on the border If they had slaves coming across the water Maybe I'm getting too deep When you start speaking like me That's when you might end up deceased No details released Go ask the police And they'll tell you they don't even know who I be But the FBI might be the reason I die For as long as I'm alive I can't live with all these lies Now listen for the hella hatred We just tryna keep you elevated Tell the people not to mess with David My nigga [?] got the art from the heart So we all finna spark Uh, damn, fuck

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