Testo Beep Raised

Testo Beep Raised

Beep Raised2 die 4 is not something thatWould come to my mind you seePain is more like it when I'm shooting this rhymeAnd now I know that my master is alive and not deadCos He didn't stay in grave but went to heaven insteadHe gimme something no one else canSo I wanna be His #1 fanI wanna be tool in His handWanna scream across this landBeep RaisedBeep RaisedEverything I have been looking for I find in youEvery word that you have spoken God I know it's trueSo like an AK-47 I spit lyrics in ya faceIf you don't like my estilo just get outta my wayWon't you come see and try to break freeWith this swing - makes demon fleeAwesome power on the darkest hourDon't be so sour but singYou will be praised
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