OCULI ft. PROD. KHROAM Lyrics

Everything is Khroam in the future

Robbin Peter payin Paul

Robbin Peter payin Paul

Yeah

Robin Peter payin Paul

Never needed papa

Packs all day, Pall Mall

Climbing just to fall, fall

Shawty never call, call

Less she sense I ball, ball

Less she sense I ball, ball

Dare you to a flaw, flaw

Take a pic of my balls

Always been a boss, boss

Never flexin

Floss floss

Never heaven

Pentecost

Never ask me what it cost

Place my hex then set it off

Leave perplexed

Boom, like a bomb

Then pass the baton

Smokin' napalm

Marks that's close to palm

Love and warfare

Just a modern day song

When I die, I'll be enbalmed

No, don't cry, just sing along

Lullaby, your favorite song

Ain't got that strong, that's in my bong

Yeah, yeah

And got that strong, that's in my bong

Oculi, eye spy

Populi , oh my

Oh vey

They say

Watchin' me despised

Why am I displeased

Why cry

No time, lie, lie, I'm fine

I'm fresh, I'm good

Choppin' product, slicing wood

Good, good, that strong

In the bowl, in the bong

I'm cool, you are wrong

This your favorite song

Yah rule Israel

Yah rule, welcome hell

The tune, ring the bells

In a tomb, I can't see

Disbelieve

Vav 3

It's mistake when you follow me

Left right

Then they follow me

Right left

Left right

Then they follow lead

Tree of life, 33 degrees

I can try to keep the peace

In Middle East, then move to Greece

It's the B3V$T, but I try not to be

It's the B3V$T that came out to $3V

And it wasn't choice, I lost my fuckin' voice

I try to bring about peace and harmony

Prayin' for forgiveness, ask God as my witness

But I can't tell if he's hearing me

Prayin' to Yeshua, prayin' my Jehovah

Praisin' to my Yahweh

Never to that Allah

Get caught burn in fire

You know that he a liar

Just an imposter, not on the roster

Synagogue of Satan

Broadcast to the nations

Star of Remphan

Seal of Solomon

The United Nations

Controlled opposition

For mass depopulations

Need mask and vaccinations

To have full control, is the main goal

The AI, the Wi-Fi

To make sure you comply

If you don't, then you die

Bunch of fucking pedophiles

Gra gra

To your head

Make sure that you're dead

If you, if you, if you, if you really knew the truth about this world

It would disgust you, disgust you

If you really knew the truth about this world

It would disgust you, disgust you

If you really knew the truth about this world

It would disgust you, disgust you

If you really knew the truth about this world

It would disgust you, disgust you

JUV3Y in the 7-0-dub

What it do

Rollin' through triple 7

On my slot machines, I got a gambling problem

What can I say, man