GOD Blessed the DEAD

It's that Brooklyn phenom
Psychedelic Tzion, suspended in animation
While lookin down at you peons
Defying the laws of physics
While hitting gravity bongs
After she hit the spliff
Her voice get raspier than T-Boz
If you don't like the way i live my life
Why don't you take it
In all my past lives i've
Laughed in my killers faces
I'm into blood, beef, human mutilation
Extended clips squeeze, let it desinigrate em
I'm from a place where hell
Is considered a safe haven
Since it's the root of all evil
We thank satan for this paper
I don't give a fuck about
Who pregnant or who rich
I don't give about her ice or his whips
Money blemishes
You can't spit the way you used to spit
Sometimes a artist become bigger then
The art that he presents
Fuck the spectacle they put these
Fuck boys on the pedestal
I'm feeling skeptical
'cause ignorance is bliss
I'm with my ignorantest chick
And ignorantest ain't a word
But I'm so ignorant it is
This the flow that send 'em shiv ers
From every verse, from every curse
I am cursed with this curse
To outdo my last verse
To outshine my last word, never decline
No backwards

I ain't here to tell stories
I ain't here to tell lies
The game ain't been the same since
BIG fucked around and died
The game ain't been the same since
Pac fucked around and died
The game ain't been the same since
Pun fucked around and died
I ain't here to tell stories
I ain't here to tell lies
The game ain't been the same since
L fucked around and died
The game ain't been the same since
Pimp fucked around and died
The game ain't been the same since
Steez fucked around and died