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Дата випуску: 19.01.2004
Мова пісні: Англійська
Luv Allah |
Come along, yeah, yeah |
Luv Allah, yeah, Luv Allah |
Uh uh, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Let me take you, yeah, yeah, wit me |
Yeah, yeah |
Special request in the encore stress |
With the bravo, bravo, Christ is so novel |
The most eerie Timothy Leary with no theory |
This, is so so serious (for real) |
My angle of attack is to wrangle wit a rap |
Y’all niggas come in vain all off the bat |
And once you hear my sound you’s arrested |
Christ is so majestic, refined and laboratory tested |
RZA looped the beat up and just told me to come wit it |
So I did and I did it and I did it and I did it |
I knew it was great, and I was glad I had done it |
Smokin' Dutchies on the 17th doin' 'bout a hundred |
To the birth place, Long Beach, of the April 28th torch |
But before we get divorced let me take you to the courts |
Yeah |
(«Luv Allah, come let me take you with me») |
This is so so serious |
We get free from the bullshit |
People try to put people in pulpits |
I stretch out and pull quick |
Releasin' all the anger from the back of the brain |
And then attack the game in a different mind frame |
We all human beings, control the demons |
Ya body be breathin', or stay blind dreamin' |
Ya listenin' to some king man with king plans |
To fertilize the land is the first demand |
That’s why I work the land with a force of energy |
Knockin' down barriers that they had marked for centuries |
Northstar create history |
Doin' things the way they supposed to be |
So let me take you wit me |
I wrecked this for the chance without opponents |
The best by far, better if you thrown it |
For everyday that I am blessed you could bet I own it |
Regardless of a mic, money, fame or jewelry |
The truth of me is who I be, Born, here’s what you see |
Hear, taste, smell, or receive through e-mail, read |
The truth that I present to you, even if I must bleed |
Bandage rap, hail I’m back, you see the scar tattoo adapt |
These wooden bars is in the state and I can clearly map |
No Love Without the Hate, hate me, I’m hatin' back |
And if you are for love, brother you got that back |
Though push has come to shove, throw on the gloves, attack |
And even though it hurts, though we must pass 'em back |
Back to The Grain, the dirt, clean up or act in fact |
Know we can make this work, I manifest on tracks |
And all praises due, I’m sayin' out of peace |
Shout out to Northstar too, and all of those deceased |