GOD Blessed the DEAD

[Verse: Meechy Darko] It's that Brooklyn phenom, psychedelic Tzion Suspended in animation while lookin' down at you peons Defying the laws of physics while hittin' gravity bongs After she hit the spliff, her voice get raspier than T-Boz If you don't like the way I live my life, why don't you take it? In all my past lives, I've laughed in my killers' faces I'm into blood, beef, human mutilation Extended clips squeeze, let it disintegrate 'em I'm from a place where Hell is considered a safe haven Since it's the root of all evil, we thank Satan for this paper I don't give a fuck about who pregnant or who rich I don't give a fuck about her ice or his whips Money blemishes, you can't spit the way you used to spit Sometimes a artist become bigger than the art that he presents Fuck the spectacle, they put these fuck boys on the pedestal I'm feelin' skeptical 'cause ignorance is bliss I'm with my ignorantest chick And "ignorantest" ain't a word, but I'm so ignorant it is This the flow that send 'em shivers From every verse, from every curse I am cursed with this curse to outdo my last verse To outshine my last word Never decline, no backwards [Chorus: Meechy Darko] I ain't here to tell stories, I ain't here to tell lies The game ain't been the same since B.I.G. fucked around and died The game ain't been the same since Pac fucked around and died The game ain't been the same since Pun fucked around and died I ain't here to tell stories, I ain't here to tell lies The game ain't been the same since L fucked around and died The game ain't been the same since Pimp fucked around and died The game ain't been the same since STEEZ fucked around and died