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letra de pray for me for i have sinned - eric kxng

broken wills sealed as false promises
false prophets prophecy open fields
wield then optimize swords as martyr rights
i revise then rewind to darker times
pigment in its prime free the pigs
author writes
never eat hog but 12 can still get slaughtered right
never beat dogs cuz love can get altered like
night never bothered, tied by my insight
inside is dimmed lights and timb fights
step on your skull in timbs
then break your face and limbs
you a disgrace, a simp
erased for wool
you can trace our appetite for destruction
i’m full, construction like the bulls
’96 that is my mind is playing tricks, my kids
listen, i’m dipped in gold
no opps cuz i specialize in sippin souls
all this murder talk gon block my spot on hold
never catch me slippin when heaven is the goal

pray for me for i have sinned
got a hundred boulders weighing on me, this ain’t him
pray for me for i have sinned
seen a hundred dead bodies and they face all grins
pray for me for i have sinned
therapy, get me out this place i’m in
pray for me for i have sinned
going to war with the bait and they all on 10, aye
play music of redemption
slave students in detention
hate putin and the rest them
trump can rest in p-ss
give a f-ck about this f-ck sh-t
all my sins together couldn’t amount to one motherf-ckin government letter
as you read this letter
you can see lost seeds of israel conceived in buried treasure
believe there’s better days ahead
my days are red, the razor’s edge
the lay will spend the rest of they days not ahead
there’s not a head that could speak to me
decapitated scenes seen briefly
i get more head than a guillotine, you seeking me
like a soothsayer sneaking me
not probable i’m optimal, the god of flow
unstoppable
my pops can know i’m poppin hoes
only in my dreams
my sins consist of kissa sins, jessa rhodes and old pinky scenes
i’m kinky since a teen, cursed and addicted to p-rn
conflicted by the norm
it’s not natural, welcome to the b-st-rd’s road

pray for me for i have sinned
got a hundred boulders weighing on me, this ain’t him
pray for me for i have sinned
seen a hundred dead bodies and they face all grins
pray for me for i have sinned
therapy, get me out this place i’m in
pray for me for i have sinned
going to war with the bait and they all on 10, aye
since a kid i’ve been conflicted
let’s get back to 2nd verse cuz it’s uplifted
my cousins is ridiculous, brother’s imprisoned
n-ggas talk more sh-t than a pigeon
whoops, i meant drop more sh-t, forgive him
the b-st-rd’s road has more chapters, tho
just listen
it was predicted i’d be just another statistic
this was way before -n-lytics
the way to war is to wage the war then deal with revisionist
history
our history hinders me
erased in place of systematic envisioning
our death was planned, premeditated the d-mned
all our grams medicated like grams, medicated like gramps
medicated
it stands, on the tightrope of life i just meditated
but i’m too plagued to celebrate it
all this pain i weigh, of course i’m h-lla faded
this industry deals in real estate
the reaper plays the joker to keep me renovated

- eric kxng

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