Текст песни Jay-Z - Lucifer

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{"Lucifer, don of de morning! I`m gonna, chase you out of - earth"} {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning.."} [Jigga] I`m from the murder capital, where we murder for capital {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I`m gonna, chase you out of - earth"} [Jigga] Kanyeeze you did it again, you a genius nigga! {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning.."} [Jigga] So you need to change your attitude [Jigga] `fore they askin what happened to you [Verse One] Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him But he also got a righteous cause for sinnin Them-a-murder me, so I gotta murder-dem First emergency, doctors performin procedures Jesus, I ain`t tryin to be facetious, but "Vengeance is mine" said the Lord You said it better than all Leave niggaz on death`s door, breathin on res-por-rators for killin my best, poor haters On permanent, hi-atus as I skate in the Maybach Benz, flyer than Sanaa Lathan Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D`Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist I can introduce you to your maker Bring you closer to nature Ashes after they cremate you bastards Hope you been readin your Psalms and chapters Payin your tithe, bein good Catholics, I`m comin {"Lucifer, don of de morning! I`m gonna, chase you out of - earth"} {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning.."} [Jigga] I`m from the murder capital, where we murder for capital {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning! I`m gonna, chase you out of - earth"} {"Lucifer Lucifer, don of de morning.."} [Jigga] So you niggaz change your attitude [Jigga] `fore they askin what happened to you [Verse Two] Yes, this is holy war I wet y`all all with the holy water Spray from Heckler-Koch auto- matic all the static, shall cease to exist like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, take six! Spread love, to all of my dead thugs I pour out a little Louis, to a head above Yessir, and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the earth `Til that time, it`s on and poppin, CHURCH Like Don Bishop, the fifth or palm cock either Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost Please I leave you in somebody`s cathedral for stuntin like Evel Knievel I let you see where that bright light lead you The more you talk, the more you irkin us The more you gon` need memorial services "The Black Album" second verse, is like Devil`s pie, save some dessert for us [Interlude] Man, I gotta get my soul right, uhh I gotta get these devils out my life, uhh These cowards gonna make a nigga right, uhh They won`t be happy `til somebody die, uhh Oh man, I gotta get my soul right, uhh `Fore I`m locked up for my whole life, uhh Every time it seems it`s alright Somebody want they soul to rise I chase you off of this earth [Verse Three] Let me get serious for y`all, one second I got dreams, of holdin a nine milla, to Bob`s killer Askin him why as my eyes fill up These days I can`t wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten, homes I still feel you So, curse the day that birthed the bastard who caused your church mass, reverts to crash The first to blast then reverse the curse The first to date and there you are, Bobalob Lord forgive him, we all have sinned But Bob`s a good dude, please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the mornin`, thanks again

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