Blazein Microphones Lyrics - Tbone

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IÂ`m sweet like cinnamon when iÂ`m spittinÂ` this lyrical venum
Giving rappers the blues like denim
When iÂ`m killinÂ` em fillinÂ` em with these syllable
Synonyms of adrenaline spillinÂ` off my spiritual tongue
Then numbing Â`em like penicillin
Plus iÂ`m trying to reach the lost like gilligan
God willinÂ` the spiritual healinÂ` will stop the drug dealing
And killing because iÂ`m feeling like iÂ`m ready to loose my mind
So many bullets be flying and rydas be dying
Gotta make a difference for instance the inmates in prisons make bad decisions
For lack of wisdom so i cut them open and make incisions
Fill Â`em with spiritualism tell Â`em about the one thatÂ`s arisen
How they can be free in they spirit and have they sins forgiven
By the one who died on the cross
'cause even when they were into all their drinking and smoking
He loved them even while they were lost
So please listen to me and stop dissinÂ` a g
'cause i got they remedy on how yaÂ`ll can be free.

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Blazing microphones bringing nothing but that heat from the west coast
Chase beats bone lyrics like vito corleone
We be running things so act like you all know
Boneyard can't be stopped now.

IÂ`m not a jehovah witness but i witness for jehovah
Back in the day the 1st to slang cane and the baking soda
But nowadays i like preachinÂ` the word
Like a drug dealers slangin; holy rock on the curb
Eyes blurred off the holy ghost contact smoke
Gotcha tripppinÂ` off my rims crush eyes and my rope
Plus iÂ`m gifted with flows and wrist is frozen
I thought you all knew dawg what iÂ`m godÂ`s chosen
Highly favored standing with the elite
ThatÂ`s stand apart dawg anointed bring the word to the streets
Aint into entertaininÂ` the the fame or set you claiminÂ`
Tha game of naminÂ` unless the name iÂ`m namingÂ`
Is jesus on the throne and reining painting a picture for gÂ`s banginÂ`
Og how the lord can save Â`em train Â`em like a baltimore raven engraving
The name of jesus across they heart 'cause it's breakinÂ`
Plus satan is waitinÂ` anticipatinÂ` and hatinÂ`
But once they trapped they's no escapin'
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I been doing this for 12 years it aint easy yaÂ`ll
To make hit records that are off the hizzy yaÂ`ll
Especially when them bustas sippinÂ` on that haterade
TalkinÂ` behind your back and trying to stop you on a day to day
I donÂ`t make music for Â`em playa hatas anyway
This is for killers and thugs thatÂ`s sippinÂ` on the alize
Run a ways and essays locked down in prison
Why them they the ones in need of a physician
And i know the perfect doctor yaÂ`ll
That can heal you when you answer to the alter call
He can fill all the emptiness and void in your heart
ThatÂ`s why i rhyme out of a need and not love of the art
So listen my only mission is soul fishing
So when the rapture happens faces will be on the back of milk cartons missing.

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