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Mother is Supreme

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Eve Tell them please wait it out till the eve Even if the evening never even, don't ever scheme Eventually, y'all gon understand what it means to scream When the sun is raised, you gon have to match his beams Mother is supreme First woman, to lay down in the eve All our problems She evened it out, to get to the evening Even believe in our dreams, when it's not seeming And it's odd all the onus go behind the mask Like seven, nine, ate up all the love we could've had Like desert, how we dried up all the hey, my bads An oddity, all survivors drinking from her flask That's why we Real sinners Oasis deep in maternal If you were God, the Bible would just be trauma journal Like when things fall apart, in Chengdu He broke paternal To break bread He done muffled everything that needed to be said What she needed, ignored So she kneaded with her bare hands Sunbaked in domesticity Genesis of my facilities Scars, authenticity Mother Is Supreme And we stepping all together, reflecting her gleam We all hold in reverence Time is of the essence If the past was tense She doubled up her presents Christmas Day, she prayed up for the same thing Christmas eve, he got preyed on for the chain bling Go let that chain swing All that movement out of shackles, go and chain-sing Go and chain-sing I'm still tied down to the type up Seven years gone by, with a blink of the eye up But when I'm up Am I indebted to your bank, all the hype up Indeed, you done paid for all the write ups Presence is pain, and absence is the same Regardless, catalyst for all my write ups That's why you found Him And lost father when he ran farther for the sin And I ran farther from both If pride is the devil That mean me and Lucy blowing proud smoke While rubbing shoulders with Judie While you be judging cruelly Unruly, how a cutie turned to chomping doobies Pain truely, Mary know the pressure of her post When father leave, mother bear the weight of holy oath A split job, forced on one like Christ, Pilate loathed A sinners job, torment same as Lucy fucked on Job Yeah Still Mother is supreme Coz she came out the other side The grass ain't green but where she came from all the grass had died And I'm a fuck up, I pissed on her lawn Yeah I'm the pest not the pesticide And yet we still in this together, we got family ties We got family ties Pei