Shirk

[Intro: Stevie Wonder]

Evil, before they could really grow to see

That your way is not the way to make life what it should be, yeah, yeah, yeah

Evil, why have you destroyed, you've destroyed so much of this doggone world, evil

[Verse]

I'll be the devil they want me to be

Red and blue lights on my life

Hope they know that I keep me a blicky

Right under the seat

Use ya acuity, usually usury

Only resided for niggas like me

Whitey abusin' tenuity

Damper thе unity, fakin' the citywide beef

Brown paper bag as wе sip from the poison

That be the same color as most of the tap

Industry plantin' illiterate niggas

Now most of these niggas be thinkin' they rap

Burdened by stresses, and I can't express it

So I reinterpret the feelin' with gats

Searched for the land where the hands do not stain from the sadist

But I could not see where they at

We been perturbing the warming

It's Aokiji at the terminal

You ain't check-in and we ain't never heard of you

All of that agony felt like a slap on the wrist

But for you it's feelin' like a tourniquet

Why don't you save me the tears

White folks keep me outta ya prayers

I know what's evil incarnate

They got Yakubian layers

I'm like but what is a man

Nothin' but piles of secrecy

I know what you really are

Under the guise of security

Know your demise is a surety

I know the day of acumen will brutalize all that you love to obscurity

[Chorus]

Stomp a Nazi in my Prada

Swear we everything you not

All my shootas in Valhalla watchin' all they children smile

Swear that vengeance finds their way

Through inner working of jihad

Stomp a Nazi in my Prada

Swear we everything you not

All the shootas in Valhalla watchin' all the children smile

Swear that vengeance finds their way

Through inner workings of jihad

Stomp a Nazi in my Prada

Swear we everything you not

All the shootas in Valhalla watchin' all they children smile

Swear that vengeance finds their way

Through inner workings of jihad

[Outro]

Soon a rain of blood

The likes of which you cannot imagine

Shall fall down on you

It will be a stormy death

Take heed, struggler

Struggle, endure, contend

For that alone is the sword of one

Who defies death

Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad

At the fact that's corrupt like a senator

Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope

'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope

Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad

At the fact that's corrupt like a senator

Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope

'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope

Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad

At the fact that's corrupt like a senator

Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope

'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope

Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad

At the fact that's corrupt like a senator

Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope

'Cause the beats and the lines are so dope