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lirik lagu jus allah - tomorrow

[verse 1]
i’m almost out of love, i have very little to spare
last n-gg- that i killed was in the middle of prayer
i’m god, so you think that i would probably care
truth is i f-cking hate y’all i solemnly swear
i could give a f-ck if you die, no i’m not saving your lives
i never find it hard saying good-byes, there’s water under the bridge
never under my eyes, the only thing that gets wiped is the blood off knifes
there’s nothing, you n-gg-zlack purpose, yoi f-cking worthless
i decided the earth, no longer needs your services
you never heard a god more f-cking virtuous
what other job you egt paid for being merciless
what’s the odds of you ever reaching perfectness?
before allah, puts you on the “missing-persons” list
permenantly so the body never surfaces
my policy: no accept return purchases

[chorus]
tomorrow never comes
3x
from the burbs to the slums
tomorrow never comes
[x2]
whether you got a 9 to 5 or you hustling gums
tomorrow never comes
[x3]
when you out for the ones
tomorrow never comes
[x2]
i’ma stay up with the rest of the suns suns

[verse 2]
i hope you n-gg-z aint scared, you can bet ya f-cking life we’re not
you never never talk sh-t with allah in earshot
not a f-ckin word you n-gg-z remain tightlipped
like whips so get your motherf-ckin life stripped
one tenth, your body drops and your soul lifts
poles shift, life and death have their roles switched
how’s it feel on the opposite side of the coin
h-ll has offered you the option of finally joining
might as well, noone here’ will stop you from going
‘cept your own f-cking fear obviously showing
not even in your f-ckin dreams could you touch the supremes
my level of mean add another f-ckin extreme
i’ll destroy your esteem like nothing you’ve seen
you get your f-ckin clock cleaned, take one for the team
bet your motherf-ckin ears have nothing beween
you sold your green for a couple of beans

[verse 3]
versus allah? yall corny motherf-ckers sound repetetive
its safe to say, im the smartest man thats ever lived
i am negative, i will kill a relative
real compet-tive, raised with the devil’s kids
look in the barrel of a pistol where the metal is
let me show you were my sickel and my shovel is
i created death, i know you pray in jest
to live after your no longer in your f-ckin flesh

[chorus]

- lirik lagu jus allah

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