[Hook] Gunned down row by row they know the text Nat Turner, here I go, hope for the best Todays slave chains are gold, shoulder to chest This underground railroads cold, Polar Express [Verse 1] Free at last Last like the call closed the tab The mad dash for the last glass of alcohol Bars its like I eat them Cause Ive been fine with all these falls And all of these scars, and man, Im bleeding Isopropyl antiseptic might slow all chance for infection But whats the plan for the cancer that every man is possessing My ancestors were a fan of this message The plan to take every family from Abraham and direct them from the direction Of evil with correction Reconciling these evil reckless heathens To the heavenly feet of Jesus believing That His robe will lead us back to heaven Any other freeway to freedom is a mass deception [Bridge] They say slaves will never be free In America In America But they didnt say those things to Harriet, no [Hook] x2 Gunned down row by row they know the text Nat Turner, here I go, hope for the best Todays slave chains are gold, shoulder to chest This underground railroads cold, Polar Express [Verse 2] I was walking in the lions den And everything I did just wasnt working like retirement Flirting with a Leviathan Purchased but wasnt buying A serpent sold me a lie But Im certain, homie, Im fine I interpret closely and find that the fruit on this tree I knew not to eat was only designed To keep you and me from pursuing the reason God is divine The new knowledge of good and evil, eat it and free your mind He repeated that second line like repeated that second line I mean why would a serpent lie? If youre curious, Jeremiah Take this fruit I gave to the wife Grind it smoothly, roll up two doobies And you will provide the fire Enlightenment will be the lighter Its proven to get you high But dont do it like in the movies cause usually movies lie Like Nubian rulers in pyramids with rubies inside Im schooling you how to do it I used to be cool with God And music was my design Im digressing No time for questions You, just listen and nod [Hook] Gunned down row by row they know the text Nat Turner, here I go, hope for the best [Verse 3] Man, I told you listen and nod Forget the hook theres no time This fruit will make you like God Remember, why would I lie? The blueprint will be imputed to every human The movement is instituted the second you take this fruit and you chew it Just do it like Nike signs Your cruise is scheduled at two, its a ship I made just for you And I promise that you wont die This journey through the middle passage to the land east of Nod Will further you into Egypt and everyone will survive Dont worry Ill give you pride and Ill never be by your side Forever give you facades and a clever little mirage See, you confuse me with God Who gave you this coupe that only seats two Its cute But the fruit is the entire garage Take this fruit intravenously, make this fruit into deity Easily He could have seasoned you with the knowledge of you and me But no He kept it secret, I know its hard to believe But Hes not who He claims to be, so I need you to take this tree And emancipate all creation from the scandal of their Creator Imma hand you this AK, spray and blam blam them during their prayer Heres a camera, J, get creative Decapitate after raping, attach it to every email And tag it on every playlist Abolish all of your slavery, acknowledging that you hate Him And follow your selfish dreams, then follow me into Hades Technology, politics, and astrology will debate On behalf of this fruit attacking the Savior and any Jew Who has even the audacity to proclaim and equip all these pastors with blasphemy Rip and shatter His masterpiece Quick, Ive gathered the recipe, flip the batter like Gabby D Mix and master catastrophe Get this fast your master creeps and Hes on His way back You lack the capacity to perceive Hey, stop thinking Procrastination is only fine when you need it Look, homie, its not persuasion Im trying to get you to see it Hes fake, its treason Let me kindly respond to you on how I see this Thats evil like creating Cookie Monster with diabetes Then watching him try to complete an impossible fast from sweets But then dropping him into a street filled with chocolate cookies and cream And then haunting him in his dreams with the consciousness of his disease But then rocking him back to sleep And then mocking him with this tree filled with Keebler people This coffin is not where you want to be Peep it, Eve, shes already deceived Now you eat, forget about Jesus Repeat, rebel, and then exit this Garden Eden and heaven go [Hook] Gunned down row by row they know the text Nat Turner, here I go, hope for the best Todays slave chains are gold, shoulder to chest This underground railroads cold, Polar Express Gun em down
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