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letra de pass the plate - illtrix

[intro: odprophet]
pass the tray around the room, we be stackin’ dope
five, ten, fifteen, twenty, tryna save your soul
taste the flesh of satan, take your place and play the role
bathe in sin, begin again and on the day you go

[verse 1: odprophet]
on the day you go you gon’ have to pay the toll
you expect to take this road, you gon’ have to break your soul
that dead man ain’t got no pockets, eyes pulled out they sockets
it’s a grueling process, got no use for worldly objects (nah!)
there’s something sinister in this unholy ministry
sinnеr centerin’ sacrilegе, we just center our energy
you ain’t what you pretend to be, in the bed with the enemy
burn his face with acetylene, leave ’em dead with the centipedes
you got some cheddar, better carve it up (carve it up)
pass the plate, f-ckboy, god is good and the glock is tucked (glock)
pay your dues, you wanna rock with us
hit a hundred grand in my hand and secure yourself a spot above

[chorus: odprophet]
pass the plate around the room, we be stackin’ dope
five, ten, fifteen, twenty, tryna save your soul
taste the flesh of satan, take your place and play the role
bathe in sin, begin again and on the day you go
pass the plate around the room, we be stackin’ dope
five, ten, fifteen, twenty, tryna save your soul
taste the flesh of satan, take your place and play the role
bathe in sin, begin again and on the day you go
[verse 2: lil manyak]
on the day that you die, best have your bread stacked high
caught ’em laughing, why you wonderin’ why
every penny to us ’cause in god you trust
how you think we paid for the two of us?
we tax free players but this place is run down
i’ma need a g from everyone when plates pass around
now i drink the devil’s blood, taste the flesh of satan
pay up for savin’, why is everybody waitin’?
time’s almost up, the clock’s always tickin’ (tickin’)
every time you pay more the lord grants permission (permission)
to achieve the paradise that you’ve been waitin’ for
put the paper on the plate if it comes around, put down some more

[verse 3: doc gruesome]
you better break that bread if any plans to make a dent
are runnin’ through your head, just know that nothin’ come from fakin’ this, you b-tch
put you in a ditch, just know that everyone is sayin’ sh-t
the life that we livin’ was monetized before we came in it
so claim your sh-t (cerberus), i claim poverty, the clique that fits
and honestly there’s more of us than there is time to sh-t lips
f-ck a government if they takin’ out your pockets
while they fightin’ wars behind computer screens, little rockets
while we lockin’ in the drama that the media gon’ profit off of
homeless people droppin’ in the streets we walk on top of
f-ck illuminati, they just scared we gonna topple ’em
and honestly we body all them b-tches if we stop to think why
[chorus: odprophet]
pass the plate around the room, we be stackin’ dope
five, ten, fifteen, twenty, tryna save your soul
taste the flesh of satan, take your place and play the role
bathe in sin, begin again and on the day you go
pass the plate around the room, we be stackin’ dope
five, ten, fifteen, twenty, tryna save your soul
taste the flesh of satan, take your place and play the role
bathe in sin, begin again and on the day you go

- illtrix

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