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IP:
God is you, Devil be me/
People always damn you, but they praise me, you see/
They drink, have sex, curse and other sins/
While your xtain children keep tryin to get wins/
Well it may be streets made of gold up there in those white clouds/
But my hot ass lava, will burn it all down, without even a sound/
Haha, I started out ur right hand man/
But once i challenged u, you clipped my wings, gave me the can/
You knew i was right but couldnt step da fuck down/
So u made me leave at high noon, like an ol western flick where the good sheriff throws em outta town/
I got deamons, you got angels, both do our biding/
You say ur angels are good, who you be kidding?/
Bitch i've seen them at they worst/
Seen how they dont hesitate to put ya in a hearse/
But i stepped back up to rule for armageddon/
And when my hells unleashed on earth you gonna be dreadin/
Your deafet, when i let people see what hells all bout/
We live like rappers, drinkin bacardi and partin all day, not actin like lil boy scouts/
Cause u's really jus a wanna be g-O-d/
But what ya really be is jus an ol d-O-g/
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