"Phoenix", álbum Long. Live. A$AP (2013). A$AP Rocky.
"Bloody
ink on my pad spelled suicide
Michael
Jackson even passed cause you scrutinized
Fuck illiminati
lies, say I’m lucified
Baptised
in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Cause
the ride come with doors that be suicide
Or the
thighs on my whores, they be super-sized
Good and
bad having wars, nigga, choose a side
Now all
hail to the Lord like you do to God
Who am
I, Lord Flacko
Painting
vivid pictures, call me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Head
Hancho, now my following’s colossal
Ain’t no
boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper en todo caso
It’s
like you heard, God spoke
I’ve
seen the ghetto gospel
The
choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Sister
Mary Jane to make me see from singing high notes
The
Bible or the rifle, goodnight folks
Bloody
ink on my pad spelled suicide
Kurt
Cobain even died cause you scrutinize
It’s a
fine line between truth and lies
Jesus
Christ never lied, still was cruficied
That’s
why I never judge another nigga
(…)
Where do
we lie?
Tell me
where do we stand
Where do
we go?
It’s all
part of the plan"
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