What's ur wish, the Jadakiss?
To Christen while you listen, now listen up.
We at the top with the Papa Doc.
And you forgot to check the time on the clock.
To cash in on the check, and you look upset.
And for it to resonate, you have to sunset.
To win t
The ripple effect with lies in check.
The check that's signed, to align the lines.
To tip tow on a line, the 7-11 shine.
And it was the Bearded Lord that turned water into wine.
And for you to whine, and drown your sorrows.
To borrow your sol? Today is
Upstate, Skyscrape, my Estate, this is fate.
To administer to the (Sin)ister, the Solitary Punisher, now finish em!
And she fell for It, she in love, a wicked love bug.
The race to 2nd Base, to see me is to see His Face.
The Most High, bottoms up, the
The Sun God that turns into ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
The sacred Prostitution got me hooked.
To school her ass while playin hookie.
And her lips taste like cookie crisp.
One to risk on the 2nd Degree.
With 2nd Degree Burns, and my scars tell a ta
The blocc is hot, to roc da mic.
A high diet of rice, to rely on lies.
The disguise at the helm, then to remove the mask.
To look in her eyes, she then feels safe.
To avoid the disgrace, and to ignore when grace is said.
Thas when my Draconian skin then b
With lead bein lead by the Satanic Spirit.
The Cowboy Killers from the past, the chaff and the heat.
Below the panhandle, when Lebron joined the Heat.
And it was leaked, the interlude to the Superdome.
Havin to cellular, to move on from the land-line.
An
The dead to rights.
This is ascension, Out of Sight.
To inherit the Light.
This is the Black Rite.
At a height so great.
With her, she's late.
We fell in love on our first date.
This has to be fate.
To create a God.
To see thru the fog.
This is Gog and Mago
To test your resolve.
The Igigi that fall.
From fall to winter.
We don't do the Master Splinter.
With Splinter Cell from Hell.
Who gives a fuck about tattle tell?
In other words, fuck a rat.
To move on from Alni(Tak).
To clap ur faith.
Without work, ur done.
T
To guard the sacred watch, to inherit the Earth.
To know ur worth, the birth of a King.
To sing the chorus, and to use the Dark Side of the Force.
And you forgot to pay attention to the mathematic like coarse.
In other words it proves, and to
To uplift the Abyss, a conundrum, because it’s the Bottomless Pit.
To outwit your wit, and to judge the disbeliever.
Havin to God Damn, and my totem ain’t the beaver.
And as a Archdevil, I didn’t have to rely on bein a reaver.
To those that a
Sin-Eater
Sunfire, to hire, to sacrifice to Him.
Do I have free will when I inherit the Djinn?
A Few Good Men, to market Sin, my 8th House that stings.
The water that slips through His fingers, but with material, it’s green.
And to think
The Jannah, the Djinn, the Popeyes, the Hen.
Leave it in 5th, the Gif, with the pen at the hip.
To lay in a crypt, or sit and take notes?
The buzzer beater on time is when you finally choke.
On Cloud 9, my time, while you in Noah's Boat.
When ur in the 7t
Your eyes wide shut, you're deluded, and your ghul's flesh that is putrid.
You got a high diet of melanin, your regime, but you got caught, now come clean.
The street sweeper in me, the retired fixer, and now I'm strapped.
Because I'm livin my second li
The bastards that fear, and run the 2-3 zone.
Ye can't wait to get off to work to watch Bad 2 Da Bone.
And thas when I'm Breaking Bad, to get a new phone.
Between me and you, who decides to get the new home?
To read your contract, to bring you bad new
Please understand with the fan, the mary-go-round, your Plan B.
The Windy City with the Chi, to rise, to not stack on lies.
Ur tryin to rerun with the "Knocked Up," but yes, I dun give a fuck.
In other words, I'm not free, my Sol with the Most High.
You
The Dr. Robotnik, who lost his pilot's licsence, because he was packin' heat.
First class or Coach, the Coach Carter of the 2020's.
This the four leaf clover, the domestic terrorist who does it for fame.
His punishment, his legs are lame, to rotweile
Satellite Rays, the Sunshine in the shade.
The oxymoron for days, the riddles that give you the giggles.
But this ain't "Shit n Giggles," we about the face, to soar.
We only fuck with the hardcore, we see through the mist.
The United States of America, i
The time table, and the debate.
The blueprint, what's at stake?
That would be the steak and cheese on my plate.
Skating on thin ice is your fate.
Havin' to switch up, and this is my decree.
Wiser in my own eyes, when doves cry.
In other words, the serpent
Yesterday's price is not today's price.
To serve Christ or the Geanie in you?
With Esau who sold his sol for food.
Can't wait to wait, in line, your drool.
With ur hue, your ray, confused on your intellect, you got played by Rae.
Lost the battle, you the
