Lucifer Son of the morning, shalom, good day good morning All of the livin are mourning, he affixes sixes on them? But didn't the scripture warn them? delivered the revelations? Still they debatin Satan's use of major corporations
Remember the plantation, remember the black enslavement Remember the soul debasin, globe defacin, hidden persuaders Remember your colonization, colonial education Ignorance and nigger shit, we get from the radio station
Performers are getting younger, the dresses are getting shorter It's funny how these pedophiles market your sons and daughters Target and breech your borders, kidnap your seeds deport them Transport them over overseas where devils fiend auction and bought them
In ayiti someone caught them, if these are the seeds we lost them Tossed them to hell they fell for what his system taught them Gimmie a minute to prove this, call it conspiracy theory You never knew what the truth is, be sure that my enemy hear me
All of this talk about Jay Z, being illuminati Or whether they got to Kanye, or whether or not they both gay? This is irrelevant subtext call it celebrity gossip Your taking it out of the context of Lucifer's pertinent subjects
We live in the projects, we descend from slaves A lot of us don't even got shit, and do anything to get paid? Who Jigga that nigga ain't Satan, and West just hood at best And If they homo, I do not know and I could care less
Nahh they ain't the Bilderbergers, nahh they ain't the Rothschild's? Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com That's right they da Rockefeller's, nahh that's just dem niggas style Illuminati sellin your mind soul and body and they ain't ever need no rappers to accomplish that
rhythm I ride on top of that, given you the truth so copy that soon the e-conomy collapse, great tribulation after that skull and cross bone pirate hats, British west indies company cats we call that Steve Cokely raps, illuminati coming but I'll be back
Before they collapse the market, they're criminalizing farming they're silencing you for talking, while turnin us all into peasants Agricultural patents ConAgra causing famines Monsanto's seeds that terminate the natural birthing action
Controlling the food supply, choosing who should live or die Confusion rules you choose the lie, illusion illuminates your mind These are the last times, spend them getting organized Victory be with the strongest tribe, the ones that forge the tightest ties
The light is ours, they're the sons of darkness in disguise Edom's fall is Jacob's rise, so the prophets prophesized Cecil Rhodes mining more than just De-beers We're rewinding through the years but you would rather drink da beers
While your peers disappear, off the corner every year Prison population risin' abortion clinics everywhere Truth is they don't want us here, there's no cotton left to pick Physical labor is redundant, secret shifts in politics.