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The Eulogium ft. Bukee the eMCee & Karmatic Monk Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
And now ladies and gentlemen, the world famous Latin Casino proudly presents the star of our show
We are gathered here today
I'm here to fill in the blank, there's no permanent rank
You might have gained the whole world, but keeping it is a prank
It's all a lie, the only way I can be is frank
So here's the light, no matter the pain, hold on like a plank
The truth hurts, but it breaks chains and you're set free
I insert red pill juice in your IV
The devil lurks when you rest under the shade of a tree
So be alert, sober minded, resist and he'll flee
The mission carried out by fallen angels has been to destroy you
For dust you are, to dust you shall return, they exploit you
Plenty ways we can die here today, any day
Mary Kay, Larry May, heavy weights face the Lord every day
Any age, any way, you get the point
Orale, guey, so Mexicans can relate
It's appointed unto man once to die, then the judgment
Don't stand before the Father without Christ, that's repugnant
On this dastardly occasion, to say goodbye to the dearly departed
Let's take a second to acknowledge the deep hearted
Paying homage in silence to dearly departed
Under the full moon, paying respects
As we raise up a fist for these hardcore lyricists
While these little kids that be playing with boomsticks
Yes they're getting their fix and getting their kicks
And they get a gat to the back at the trap, and get clapped
And they're getting robbed for their jewelries and racks, man
And there's little hope for this future
Everything we're saying's so urgently crucial
There's too many youngsters leaving us too soon
All this fentanyl that they're cutting in blues
And it's killing more people than the meth and the booze
So the choice is always yours, so what will you do?
Come on, be realistic
Before you become another country's statistics
The people are desperate and the world is sadistic
As each man and woman must eventually face the ultimate test
G-G-G-G-G-O, wings up, I'm out of the casket
You wanted the resurrection, you got it on that last hit
About to pass it, situation gets drastic
Don't wanna have to come out and stretch them up like elastic
I won't procrastinate, might be my last day
So I'm out on a mission, just telling them what my dad say
You-you-you hit them back to back with a scripture I deliver
Till they start to shake and shiver, then dunk em' all in the river
I mean go baptize, doesn't matter your rap ties
That guy's out on a mission without a black tie
That ain't a shot at Jehovah's Witnesses
Witnessing a Christian on a mission, then why you ain't pull no fishes in
You out here like a mathematician with division
Fatal cataclysm can kill a vision with precision
Ghetto Government, lyricists, bring in the village in
Breaking down theology while you kick it with Gilligan
Three hour tour, a three hour tour
So far, don't nobody we know have passed the ultimate test
Can I get an amen