Testo Blood Doctrine - K Rino

Blood Doctrine

I got so many things working against me\nSurpoids emergence of death working intensely with the purpose to lenge me\nA young person who feels like I been on earth for a century\nI was questioned in my work before the birth of this entry\nI walk on cursed crucifix while merciless men be\nWho surke the love I send then reimbursed with envy\nWith once was a full vessle is now worthless and empty\nRegulations of sin tenley to superbid to meant we\nSee you’ll be still frontin' and worshipping jewelry\nWhile I’m trying not to let the force of gravity pull me\nToo disaster evil forces I’m trying to master\nMy blood is draining faster I’m living on plasma\nTry’na stay calm and drop this gun clip out of my palm\nTry’na keep the government on microchip out of my arm\nAnd at this rate can we advance, hypothetically a chance\nGetting sicker from eating food that’s genetically enhanced\nDon’t get locked, locked (locked) locked (locked)\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood Doctrine\nDon’t get locked, locked (locked) locked (locked)\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the (Blood Doctrine)\nThe gift that God gave me save me but never truly paved me\nI need angels to show a daily with harks to serenate me\nMy motovitaion escapes me\nAnd I can’t relate to a world that hates and tries to recreate me\nSo they disassociate me from the masses, so I patiently wait til time passes\nI sit in the back of the class unload it’s too dark glasses\nWatching these ignorant bastards boast and show gull\nAllowing the shine knowing I have the power to kill em all\nYet I fall back with deep humility and state my hand\nThe book said «a prophet has no honor in his own land»\nSo I expand expediently fall beyond the sea\nFor to leave because my own tree wouldn’t respond to me\nMistreated the woman who blead put wisdom in your head\nTry’na duck and dodge the faulty eduaction I was fed\nI’m the son, the moon, the stars and all in between\nThe fire, the water, the deep dream, the Black King\nDon’t get locked, locked (locked) locked (locked)\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood Doctrine\nDon’t get locked, locked (locked) locked (locked)\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the (Blood Doctrine)\nMan they got’chu, one drop they only need an acrament\nUniversally recognized to distinguishment of ya fingerprint\nFreedom relinquishment known in every single pre\nTap a instrument to ya plan soon as ya think of it\nThey snatch you and voliate in betted God rights\nThen they catch you with paper trails in credit cards swipes\nMake you contemplate if it’s real and worth the whole deal\nPopulation management through you superb control pills\nYou signed it, and now they ain’t nothing that can’t do to you\nDepending on what computers do, feening for farmers ceuticals\nA hand a shaped tom-rays and damage you for days\nThe evangelistic wave of a man with wicked ways\nYou signed it, the hell driven covenant for instance\nLoving the system malistic for government assistants\nYou figured the best name with the name that he was given you\nExhibiture loyalty everytime that you give a signature\nDon’t get locked, locked (locked) locked (locked)\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood Doctrine\nDon’t get locked, locked (locked) locked (locked)\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nTrick a side in a Blood Doctrine\nKeep ya name up off the Blood (Doctrine)