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点击复制Santeria (Clean) - Pusha T
Now that the tears dry and the pain takes over
Let's talk this payola payola
You killed God's baby when it wasn't his will
And blood spill we can't talk this sh*t over this sh*t over
The Lord is my shepherd I am not sheep
I am just a short stone's throw from the streets
I bring my offerin' I will not preach
Awaken my demons you can hear that man screaming
I'm no different than the priest priest
Santeria Santeria Santeria Santeria
They say that death comes in threes how appropriate 'propriate
Triple back they rush in like Soviets Soviets
At the Kremlin
Searchin' for the green like a Gremlin presidential emblem
Presidential tint on this sh*t that I am driven in woo
I just place orders and drop dollars
Rottweilers roam the grounds the Glock hollers
The three of y'all too accessible
Seen all the wrong moves watchin' The Untouchables
We don't do vegetables n**gas get flatlined
Welcome all beef then we heat 'em with flat irons
Your plans are backfiring think of double-crossin' a priest
Hail Mary repeat after me
Ya te vas a la mañana mañana
Ha-ah los ángeles esperarán
Es el fuego que yo conozco
Es el fuego que yo
Ya te vas a la mañana mañana
Ha-ah los ángeles esperarán
Es el fuego que yo conozco
Es el fuego que yo
Of all the things I've ever paid for
Know that it's no price tag when I wage war
It's no more to pray for n**gas get preyed on
Darken my doorstep they told me the day's gone
You listenin' De'von
As I'm talkin' to your spirit for God's sakes
I'm dealin' with heartbreak
Checkin' my ego I'm livin' with lost faith
I'm backin' this hit n**ga you ever seen Shark Tank
I paid 'em in small bills all of 'em small face
I bet when we draw blood you n**gas will draw a blank
Dress you in all black partnered with All Saints
Our numbers is all facts my shooters give all thanks
And all praise no jail bars can save
Leave you like Malcolm where X marks your grave
Hey it's probably better this way
It's cheaper when the chaplain prays
Santeria
Ya te vas a la mañana mañana
Ha-ah los ángeles esperarán
Es el fuego que yo conozco
Es el fuego que yo