Bizzy Bone - One Day

A Cut for Alpha & Omega.

Lyrics

I Bizzy Bone
stand before you With
all belief in christ
the creator
and heaven
we bring to you
the seven
engage the manifesto
Creeper cancer, luna leilo, dacerja
Engage the Manifesto
Welcome
from a small block on America
3 young souls from the planet we now call earth
search the land of darkness for some understandin
(yea yea yea yea, one day, one day)

[Verse 1]
witty in any city, bizzy rippin up on a biggy,
im gritty nitty and wont no record company pimp b,
sadiddy pretty little bitty women and many the little kiddies,
tatted titties, im off the hizzy bibby,
fo shizzy, fa sho, bizzy step in his dickies,
go thru the fire of hell, would you come there to get me,
this aint a game, im spiritually trained,
just an hysterical terrible feelin, my parable, im usin my brain,
when i be flippin my mental methodical ammunition,
aww can i get a witness this is big business,
lust is the devils word, so is the bishops, so is the pitches,
girls if it aint love, getcha shit, start dippin,
with the heart of a king, i be spittin,
lord have mercy, im on a mission, nobody hurt me,
up n at em ridin early dirty,
jesus we aint worthy, we topsy turvy

[Chorus x 2]
one day theyll be slidin their wrist across the glass
aristocratic, totalitarian crime path
and yall aint gotta here me now,
its gonna come to pass, oh its gonna come to pass

[Luna Lielo]
Look at the bible, you done set the thermo back to the incubator/
when it drop with the molecule where the mackin is what it make ya do flip/
say one of yall one of my red dream when it did it did to drop/
and by now ya know im leilo when they find out i blow the bomb/
i bettin that pigll be comin to get ya try to learn the faith of god/
thats the moment they come in after the loyalty found/
circlin at my virus and alert my leakin package/
hit em at the po fuck boys hit em up with the anthrax/
finna play the board again of death and i break yo rotten corpse/
will bury yo ass as it burns finna get cut up by the rigormortis/

[Chours]
one day theyll be slidin their wrist across the glass
aristocratic, totalitarian crime path
and yall aint gotta here me now,
its gonna come to pass, oh its gonna come to pass

[?]
they slidin my wrist across the glass bring me up arm me with cash/
chain me up put me in slavery and the poverty deceased/
im feelin the men rocks and money, when we roll the army rendevu/
when the fallen angel flew the coup when will they micro chip me/
any yall we chip in work for who corporal and viva all the souls/
im not for brainwashin the stars, when we make the calls all we are/
fuck us up and lock us up and interrogate like mafia get em off me soul/
when he said im out he told the truth now i have to die/

[?]
Now the Bombs about drop Pull me together and knowin the spot/
70 agents comin to get me 65s about to drop/
im known to pop the gun wit plan the popo wana lock my hands/
son of a bitch across the glass, havin a blast/
see you people are never mo spiritual havin no criminal biblical reckem o/
gitchu up outta me battle my temple mothafucka feel my mental/
my sanctuary surround me the only army up on me/
and bone be like a zombie little was said when i pop that tommy/
mummy dont let them take me, jesus will save me/
the devil wants my soul but wont ever break me break me/

[Bizzy Bone 4x]
one day theyll be slidin their wrist across the glass
aristocratic, totalitarian crime path
and yall aint gotta here me now,
its gonna come to pass, oh its gonna come to pass







































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