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• Artiste: J.L. Of B. Hood
• Titre: Means To An End
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In my testimony, never front You can get a glimpse how my mind' work Like I'm hopped up off a key bump at a Kanye West concert High on the Devil's lettuce Sippin' a cup of the Devil's nectar Giving you a long-winded lecture Smoke, dance to the dream catcher Crossed my heart and kissed the rosary While I'm looking for the fourth clover leaf Wouldn't say that I believe in luck Although I was superstitious so to speak, but Got on my good luck charm Got a ladybug on my arm Like I got nothing to do and just saying the Devil didn't do me no harm I got aloe vera hanging from the ceiling I got bamboo blood stone crystals Rubbed the belly on the laughing Buddha Then I cleaned the barrel of the chrome pistols Dealing with my own issues World stopped, but my dome spinnin' Keeping it all locked in, bet they can feel it 'Cause the speaker knocking, makin' bone chillin' Still in a war Keeping us divided, try'na kill the alarm Terrifying thinking about what still is in store We haven't decided what to feel anymore So we kneel to the floor Empty churches, empty streets Boarded rims, empty swings It's the end of the world we know So no matter what angle do your same ol' regular brawl We can pretend like we ain't been grieving Feel the feed into sin Like it isn't nothing, any reason to vent We just needed something to believe in again A means to an end I'll do anything for better luck I know confidently it would not control this Found a penny that was heads up Picked it up and threw it in a pond of goldfish Dig at the end of the rainbow Maybe that'll help me feel special Sentimental shit I'll never let go Waving back at the Maneki Neko The cat been beckonin' I done let it out the bag I probably should have kept it in Nigga lookin' malevolent I'm evidently spotted like leopard print I got a lead-foot never lied backpedalin' A money magnet bet and win Laws of attraction cause a reaction Prayed first put it in a verse Now it's in the universe I believe it's gotta happen Everybody passin', they made up an assassin To hit us in a flash when it clash with a pathogen I'ma get to blasting the Gatling back at them Put 'em in the bag and I fasten 'em Wanna murder me with the virus You can see the itis in the iris Abide is nothing I'ma try, we gon' fight it The riot is about to fly 'cause we divided Slighted, you can hear the cries and never hide it All of this puppetry, media repeatedly telling me what to be Utterly fuckery Yo, what's up with these uppities Rushing to stuff a G, gut us with cutlery Wanna consume a nigga brain, yeah Wanna resume when niggas hang, yeah Never that coon that live in chains Better yet, goon that bang that'll be soon to reign, yeah Itching to murder me It don't matter if a nigga wanna live in the clergy I'ma sit in the surgic Sinner but I'm on a mission to merk these Criminals when I listen to Percy They must want the king to begin To bringing us in Shotguns steam in the wind I'm dreaming again You gotta have a team and the kin For helping you with a means to an end We still in a war Terrifying thinking 'bout what still is in store So we kneel to the floor Empty churches, empty streets Boarded rims, empty swings It's the end of the world we know So no matter what angle do your same ol' regular brawl We can pretend like we ain't been grieving Feel the feed into sin Like it isn't nothing, any reason to vent We just needed something to believe in again A means to an end