Lethal and Dope Lyrics

De Tod Motet// Listen to my raw// Observe my new law// Innocent quench hunger waves// With my black rhymes// We are reaching the last days they say// Be with me in soul and everyday// Because i see dogs piercing sharp emotions to you// And my truth is to make you believe that its true// They say i seem like a threat to their financial shares// Some even concluded that i seem like a male lion// And about that; i think they know how i carry my crayon// Because my soul leans against burning fires of the great lion// Of Judah Jamaicans call him Jah Jah// I'm under eyes of my father and his father who made him// My life journey father// I'm here to serve the people, not dictators// My fellows don't be afraid of this fierce look its for worms// When we preserved our talents// Woke up early in the middle of dark nights// Just to copy down what I've been dreaming the entire night// How can i not fight?// How can you try to make me look dump and useless// All corrupt niggas and slay queens out there answer my damn questions// God said i shall bring truth to negotiate deep alters of the most wanted need; the world// And i never make empty promises// Tor up your dirty papers because i'm a damn pimp// I'm for my lovely world// Setbacks triggers other ways of turning the world around// Just like the adrenaline i was told about in high school// I don't care who says a word my tutors also know about the dictated names// Of every piece of God's creation we find on earth// I would call it nicotine and name nicotine dirty sands and// Muddy lands ravaging the law against corruption// They may sweat to catch glimpses of my prescrption// And to destinations the would take in actions// But they won't stop talking because in truth telling i'm like a little kid// I only care about how my people and toys stay clean and how they equally feed// Then i would play with my space kid// I'm not here to make money nor seem famous// I won't need the half of it to feed my family and jobless people// Jobless?// No// Everyone is hungry these days;// The blind// The Kind// The right// Those who fight to reach the required height/ Those with sight// Those with peace humour// I don't know you can name them// The crippled and those mentally dribbled// The ones with only one single talent// But kept in something called schlool// Just to make funny out of him// Blame me at least i make some sense// Daddy i'm sorry i could have not dropped out of school// Because back then i wanted to be a doctor like mama// And bad this got between our love and you had to give mama some time// I take my responsibilities like a thug// But i think my mind was still amused by televisions of// Corrupt spying// I only needed the man's voice because it seems like i was// A bull with horns and scared mama// Papa i went through drama and trauma// I don't know how many times people called the a rascal// They are not wrong and so do you// Rest in peace dad i could have used that time to learn// How to diagnose diseases caused by fumes of their luxurious cars to save your life// But now i think heaven has a new angel because the matter// Is in the eyes of the product not the day of our death// A breathless though lifting souls to greater heights// I thank you God// If i do all the i can and say what i feel is lethal to murder// Of talents i'm locked in the comfort zone// And the more i get comfortable is the more i get corrupted// By what my heart tells me its a bonus to the people// My lyrics are like one ripple// This is the NEW life principle// I want to give you a the path// I'm a sinner but know that we have no idea of how heavy one// Sin of my friend can double mine// Someone ever knew about our love since she was born on// September 28th// This might be how God sent his word// Take a risk// I know i look manic// Please don't panic// We are in the same pain and graphic// And I'm just in my thug life world// Fighting for you and me// I ain't going down this time// They tell me about tomorrow// What about those in the hunger's lair waiting for death to row// Die, you guys are all tripping like hungry dogs// How can she be clever and i don't know nothing?// How can i be lethal and she be parallel?// How come my brothers and friends out there are suffering// And i'm here feeding by scents from your big utensils and// plates// No! Go to hell// I scream my suggestion and keep my middle fingers up in the air// I would punch a thief to death at night for i know mama's is still in sight// Back stab us but we don't care// At least our hopes are flying like a white kite// Resemblance of peace and i know they are right// There are clouds which looks white white// That's God's bite// And everyone is to remain shut// I know how minister-son-and guards of corruption// Played my little girly Miss Kay to let emotions take journeys// To only bring back tears// And all i could see is that i was still lacking the fearless to impress my bless// It was like a curse// And she knows i love here// I know the truck that they used to deliver teachers who brought// Confusion to the young eyes// We are having big situations here// The innocent are lost to prisons but the son is hidden behind the whereabouts of my girl speeches// I traveled and stumbled a million times// Every move i took was criticized yet the selfish with voices just looked at my rhymes// I fought my way out and wiped the tears// I gained thug life and the momentum to go forward// Lets change and share the happiness//