illuminati

Åh, jag tycker inte om sånt här..
Men sen tycker jag inte att allt hänger ens ihop?
Nä, jag har inte börjat tro på det här än..



And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired"
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord
You've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken my life
Like what the hell am I doing right?

Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobaine

Suicide, I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no fuckin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?
Cause that's Jesus people

And The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle
I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
They askin' "Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?

Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
With the high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards



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