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Текст песни 840 Babylon

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Killah Priest - Текст песни 840 Babylon

[Killah Priest] Y'all niggas thought that I quit the game? Thought you seen the Stonehenge tomb stone Inscript my name; thought you saw all of the Ice wit Cube Nah I'm equipped wit flames, mummified in Gucci I live again, abominated my body wit all y'all hate [*Abominated my body wit all y'all hate*] Dress me in a suit of negative thoughts of all the fake The caretaker places a smile on my face Then threw me in the pit, that's it He made his glory, in 98 but now it's 840 He gave his story, but above his grave it was stormy Which made the dirt to kick muddy It's about to get ugly, trust me Thirteenth day, unlucky, fuck me, nah FUCK YOU!!! Dust move from off his cloth He begins to cough then begins to talk I am rough, 840 Babylon Then he smatch his palms thru the coffin The comin' of his 2nd Offering There was no death so there is no mournin' [*There is no death so there is no mournin'*] His 2nd Stained Glass see his hand pushin' thru the grass Yeah, see the sand slippin' thru the glass The Reaper held a sickle for that ass I prepared you a plate of violence The quiet surround ya grave wit vio-lins Be afraid of goblins To resurrect again is my greatest challenge Before I fell, I cast you in Angels in the hell His skull is fire, his horse is pale In the soul of this writer, his force is a dwell I'm the abomination you're facin' My rhymes conjure Satan, in an armor of caveman's The final conflict we're waitin' And my palm grips the ink wavin' Inside me is fiery, hundred eyes of the P I'ma split altar inside of a broken tabernacles of slaughter The threshold for dead souls I finish ruins of castles in the Soviet Union Y'all love death, y'all married my anger Y'all played Russian roulette Y'all souls is the wager Who wanted, I'm comin' for all y'all And after I kill ya, I'ma walk thru the graveyard Wit a shovel like the Devil Dig up your skeleton and grind it till there's more evidence Then take your powder to my residence Open up a dutch, sprinkle the dust Then light the shit up And take a gigantic mothafuckin' puff [*And take a gigantic mothafuckin' puff*]Killah Priest - 840 Babylon - http://ru.motolyrics.com/killah-priest/840-babylon-lyrics.html

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