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Armageddon
Mesus
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(At the McDonald's, the window was broken into again)(uh, tear gas has been thrown)(shit's gonna get very bad here if we don't have masks)
What we're looking at is the aftermath)(got to one police cruiser that is fully engulfed, right now)
Rap Jesus was just a warning, Rap Jesus was just a warm up
If thatโs heat? Then this a torch then,rap beef? Stick a fork in
Pitchfork, for that rap devil, shootin' like Halo at that rap god
Iโma make this black and white, yโall white chalk on that blacktop
I grew up on that blacktop, I donโt talk shit behind laptops
Your hands hittin' them spacebars, my handsโll hit your face, dawg
Better give me space, dawg, donโt enter a place of no return
Keep tabs on enemies, and then turn they home into a urn
Man, some people just wonโt learn, they always on that fuck-shit
These trolls feed on news feeds, like groupies who suck dick
And youโll soon see, I do me, if you meet me in public
But you not, you Tupac, 'til I pull up in that truck, bitch
You comment like Iโma read what you write
And critique what I write, what the fuck? Get a life
โYo, what's up with his knife? Yo, what's up with his beard?โ
But I bet you wonโt hear, with a gun in your ear
And you runnin' your mouth, 'til that gun in your mouth
And you prayin' to God, but your luck runnin' out
And Iโm prayin' to God, 'cause Iโm losin' my mind
But you talk about mine, then you walk a thin line
So who want the smoke?
Tell me, 'cause I wanna know
Iโm ready to settle the score, ready to kick in your door
You ainโt ready to battle, you, damn sure, ainโt ready for war
Too much to handle, Saint Mesus only a sample, I know you ainโt ready for more
Follow the handle, @SaintMesus, give all I have, 'til Iโm dead, and I head to the Lord
Our Father, who art in Heaven
No devil, but Iโm not a reverend
Pour my heart out, in this art Iโm pennin'
Iโm just tryin' to play my part, until itโs Armageddon
I know, I know, they ainโt bout that life
They ainโt 'bout that life
I know, I know, they ainโt got no stripes
They ainโt got no stripes
I know, I know, we are not alike
We are not alike
'Cause, Iโm the type that live it
You the type that spit it on the mic!
So listen up!
I been nice for long enough!
Oh, you think you're tough?
I'm the type to call your bluff!
Yeah, you, pussy boy!
Donโt push me, boy!
'Cause you ainโt strong enough!
This is Armageddon, come and get it
Hope you armored up!
I know, I know Iโm a livin' idol, 'til the day I die, but I resent the title
'Cause, I know I wonโt ever measure up to the one up in the sky, that was sent in the Bible
So fuck-boys gon' fuck boys, and my homeboys gon' fuck girls
And Iโm just finna post up, holdin' both nuts, fuck the world
'Cause, I am a problem that no one is solvin'
And only evolving, this only the start and
I promise you, Iโma do more than you ever thought possible
God is my witness, and all the Apostles
Iโm sent on a mission, with full tunnel vision
While bitches are bitchin', 'bout every decision
I sit and I listen, and think to myself, wishin'
They would just mind their own business
I know my assignment, Iโm growin' and climbin'
A mile, a minute, while on the road drivin'
Into the next city, and crowd, Iโma dive in
So if theyโre still sleepin', then I pile drive 'em
My eyes, on the prize, and my hand, on a bag
Other handโs on a strap, if a crook wanna jack
Yo, itโs no lookin' back, my boy, Cal, got my back
And I put that shit on the A-Cal on my back
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