a tristeza e a pobreza camins lad a lad a riqueza e concentrada
ordems masonica a tempo q manipulava\
o systema cenas potentes sufrimento orience ao ocidente
fugimento campos de refugiados

thru perceptions materialistic obsesions\
got me fiending for dat next shit\
possesions that serve no benefit\
cuz in the hereafter its measurements
thru ur actions and character\
repent or its hell abide therein forever
seek refugee with my creator
pray forgive me my sins \
so many victims
can i really be forgiven
if it wanst for islam me and u migth not even be living
life of criminal from drug dealing to sticking\\
in self defense i transgressed all limits took joy from those killings\
body parts and all cut up with sawzall
u aint seen no evil till u awake at nigth screaming visions
of corpsus that were uprooted form corners

livin this life i bera witness nothing nice\
packing biscuits that tear u up like rice
got a hunger for money starvin for paper
car shot up barely made it cops chased us
got away but scoop up much later in the pj's
3 years for a banger now

dirty and despicable in the brix up in jersey still alive its like a muracle\
stick ups and mob hits its crazy baby moms fled to brasil told her chill n she took my baby\
left for rio wrote me said get my act rigth my life was filled with evil
now hes porbably in a favela soemthing like my sequel doing what i did
or even worst lost contact with my first been cut

my whole lifes been a cycle from busting shots at my rivals to that cat when i knifed u i aint mean it i suppose i went psycho now i see demons im my dreams that look just like u\
look ok asking god pls stop feel like bustin out da glock puttin one in my knot

aspirations,sick of procrassination so i map out revenge for the devastation u caused from ur illegal occupations i aint playing im fa real fellas when i strike ull see explosions like nebulas\
rosy red flesh decimated to the celula levels im like the archangels here to kill all u devils
what im after is the herafter strike fear into ur hearts cuz ur kaffirs i dont fear death \
i embrace it with laugther as amatter a fact im just one ina billion muslims like thsoe in iraq those in algeria those in almeria those in nigeria those in morroco libia and tunisia france and the iberia peninsula from jordan to syria to sudana nd erithrea somalia from mali to indonesia even down to italia lebanon and turkey new jerusalem new jersey this is

yeah im on newark brix shit
hold da fort elizabeth while im totin the 5th
gt gully thats a fact play big willy get bury like billy bats\

brickcity back twin 9 millis who wan play big willies get bureid like billy bats\
my guns bark like rotweiller double pump the shottys leave boddy parts bouncin up and down like impalas crunch mufukas like tostadas im like favelas in brasa ligth up like resistence in basra
swat valley attack ur suppliers u don slipped up now hold they feet to the fires
u mocked

aint no telling bang em with one in they melon domes start swellon when im dwelling
on instrumentals shit gon get sentimental tears over ur casket facts is we strapped like
straigthjackets no joking

imaginao igualdade mas naummaa conhecem um getto serio ate derretem aguais do deserto e 380's\
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coitado oh no so tan apoiado \
meu bairro e doidaco e eu dexo tudo molhado
peitod e aco manda lo po caralho