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Artist: Makaveli
Albums: The Don Killuminati - The 7 Day Theory (1996)
  • music from To Live & Die in L.A. fades*

    [This Week in Bible Prophecy]
    God has a plan -- and the bible unfolds that wonderful plan
    through the message of prophecy
    God sent Jesus into this world to be our saviour
    And that Christ is returning, someday soon
    to unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
    As long as we're cooperating with God
    by accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and saviour
    And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
    We'll see you next time here on This Week in Bible Prophecy

    Tupac don't start that blasphemy in here!
    Makaveli, the new breed -- and I remember what my pops told me
    The new word, follow me -- remember what my pops told me

    My family tree, consists of drug dealers, thugs and killers
    Strugglin, known to hustle screamin fuck they feelings
    I got advice from my father, all he told me was this
    Niggaz, get off your ass if you plan to be rich
    There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two
    Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do
    Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B.
    That's Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy
    Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies
    Keep yo', enemies close nigga, watch yo' homies
    It seemed a little unimportant, when he told me I smiled
    Picture jewels being handed, to an innocent child
    I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules
    Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules
    Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall
    or come to grips with bein on my enemy's wall (rest in peace)
    Promised if I have a seed, I'ma guide him right
    Dear Lord don't let me die tonite
    I got words for my comrades, listen and learn
    Ain't nuttin free, give back what you earn, no doubt
    Gettin higher than a motherfucker, blessed and pleased
    This Thug Life'll be the death of me, c'mon, yeah

    And I remember what my papa told me
    Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy

    Chorus: Prince Ital

    Love for dem dat steal in the name of da Lord
    Dem a tell nuff lie but holdin my bird in a cloud
    Usin de name of de Lord in vein
    While de people in de ghetto, feel nuff pain

    We probably in Hell already, our dumb asses not knowin
    Everybody kissin ass to go to heaven ain't goin
    Put my soul on it, I'm fightin devil niggaz daily
    Plus the media be crucifying brothers severly
    Tell me I ain't God's son, nigga mom a virgin
    We got addicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto
    doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay
    Criminal mind all the time, wait for Judgment Day
    They say Moses split the Red Sea
    I split the blunt and rolled the fat one, I'm deadly -- Babylon beware
    Comin from the Pharoahe's kids, retaliation
    Makin legends off the shit we did, still bullshittin
    Niggaz in Jerusalem, waitin for signs
    God promised, she's just takin her time, haha
    Living by the Nile while the water flows
    I'm contemplating plots wondering which door to go
    Brothas getting shot, comin back resurrected
    It's just that raw shit, nigga check it (that raw shit)

    And I remember what my papa told me
    Remember what my papa told me, blasphemy


    The preacher want me buried why? Cause I know he a liar
    Have you ever seen a crackhead, that's eternal fire
    Why you got these kids minds, thinkin that they evil
    while the preacher bein richer you say honor God's people
    Should we cry, when the Pope die, my request
    We should cry if they cried when we buried Malcolm X
    Mama tell me am I wrong, is God just another cop
    waitin to beat my ass if I don't go pop?
    Memories of a past time, givin up cash
    to the leaders, knowin damn well, it ain't gonna feed us
    In my brain how can you explain, time in D.C.
    It's hard enough to live now, in these times of greed
    They say Jesus is a kind man, well he should understand
    times in this crime man, my Thug nation
    Do whatchu gotta do but know you gotta change
    Try to find a way to make it out the game
    I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure
    Is heaven just another door? I leave this here
    I leave this and hope God see my heart is pure
    Is heaven just another door? And my people say

    Chorus 4X

    Our father, who art in heaven
    Hallow be thy name
    Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
    In earth, as it is in heaven
    Give us this day, our daily bread
    As we give up our debts
    As we forgive our debt-ors
    Lead us not into temptation
    but deliver us, unevil
    For God, is the kingdom, and the power
    and the glory forever, and ever, and ever