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Sermon on the Mount lyrics

Performers KaOnedollarbeatsonlyProdbybasoKadeem Davontè Hasan HymonDeekeyKxviVince Waters Jr

Sermon on the Mount song lyrics by Ka official

Sermon on the Mount is a song in indeterminate language

The universe will grant you everything that you desire if you let the universe happen to you

Whatever don’t kill you makes you stronger whenever it’s crunch time I’m the Captain to you

I’ll tell a Fib like Feb if It saves my life
Fuck you fuck you fuck you I paid the price
Physically Blinked and the Day Had Already Gone By Twice

How Ka constant crescendo & he ain’t got no money?
Dem thinking miniscule Dey manifesting in the size of dummies
Dem Bosses Dick They Be sucking even on the days it ain’t Sunny
Money is the Root of All Evil that’s why I laugh at yall when yall act funny
Life Get Funky
Cuz was trappin in Red Monkeys wit a scrotum full of skunky
Side Bar: The Last time I Lost this much Weight My Family Called Me A Junky

This a Prison Planet & most of humankind want to be slaves
Numb
Dumbed Down
Docile
Diabolical Duplicitous & Devious

Superstitious for your love God
Superstitious for your listening pleasure
They can build All the nuclear weapons & machines they want & could never change LOVES weather
Whether or not birds of the same feather flock together is still up for question or a lecture
When the Devil setting traps & snares you bending the rules to feed your family
We are Gods reflection the Enemy keeping slaves & calling Ka deflector

‘Tis Zingis Out My Pors While I’m Listening To This Score
Mama I Don’t Whore No More, Mama I Don’t Whore No More
The Source Enlightened Me At Four, Told the Source Enlighten Me Some More
What Is This Body Really Meant For, What Is This Body Really Meant For

Rollin On A Bean That Mean I’m Rollin On A Hunnid
I Guess I Could Of Pressed My Jeans But That Not Really What I Wanted
Yea She Used To Be My Fan But Now she Everybody Else’s
That’s Okay I Built A Strong Mind Cause I Really Know What True Wealth Is

I’m the peoples champ Ask Una Reesey Where the Belt At?
I’m the peoples champ you dead on the inside you ain’t felt me
Finna Discharge that Debt It’s Already Paid like Mary Joe Felty
The Most High is Speaking through me and I can only heal you if you let me

You can’t listen to our music & culture for a couple of years and think you got the pass to be down
Alotta these old pilgrims have fucked up opinions about the indigenous but make babies by Spanish Woman now that’s what I call a mothafucking clown

The dead do not speak, only the living do and we multiply repeat
Yo Mac they think I lost it but you can’t lose a craft that’s God Gifted unless you sell it to try to compete
I learnt the game from real street bouls so I don’t gotta see to believe
Ima Hustler on repeat in my mp3 I’ve had niggas Envy me like a CalBoy Butch Cassidy

You only moved 10 miles up from the trap so don’t make us have to come and snap your spine elastic waist band
Everybody done got caught scamming in the US corporations but you punish the Black Gods, I’ll let Yodh take out the trash this slaver is a waste man’s
If Mentally I Already Feel a like I’m in a jail then why in this hell would I wanna live in a dirty cell
You Sherm punks Is all Germz
& I ain’t talking bout a tuddy
Everytime y’all try to be interactive I feel like I’m talking to the sick & shut in

I Be Feeling Like There Something In That House
Or In Those Houses Or Just Demonically Housed
Don’t Get Rhonda Roused This A Tell Tale Heart
Edgar Allen Poe with the cited works lord please take me to the shore
Yea I Got like 2,000 written records but in my heart & soul there’s infinitely more

Right now My Room Is Void Of Light And I Am Inside Of It Sitting Alone
Surprisingly I Get Wireless Reception In Hell you don’t gotta throw me a bone
God said dem got Fearful Minds & plenty Desirous Loins
Well
I don’t really fuck with people who fuck with people I don’t fuck with
You spreading hate, you party late, I ain’t the one to get buck with
God is Great, I’m Fresh like Rocky, these niggas on they monthly
No
(ran outta beat, had 2 more verses for this record, listen to this version for now, maybe we'll do a remix later)
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