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Pastor (Original Mix)
03:55
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Pastor feat. O the ghost
04:01
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let them finish
then we fuck it up
cold in the ends so ur bros better button up
They wire us the pie then we cut it up
shares an affairs patterned up like we stuck em up
they dont wanna hear it let em suck it up
shook ones and rookie ones tryna pass a buck
I'm not entertaining anything they asking us
Made ends for Lehmans like a master does
Sickness can i get a witness
trade for some garments so cold doesn't lick us
5 toes in the gutter first day of christmas
summer came forced a brave man up his hit list
tryna code break the ache in the missive
whole cold case of crates in his business
bold, bold, break the chains of his missus
bring ur hate boy i feed of the disses
it was actually a prayer
read it like a rap but emphasis is clear
suckers think god me i sing in gods ear
others drink god i link god for the beer
that they feigned for careers
all these chumps changed for chump change
in arrears
i couldn't tell u bout the pain in the tears
i couldn't rhyme about the
i couldn't rhyme about the smoke in the shine
with all mystery declined i put my notes on the line
life on the stave call that life made of sign
for the bros in decline i clear shits all the time
they confused is it hits or a grind
is it given or a man made efforts from divine
neither
just try to scope and decide
hope and design for too cope on these sides
a believer
high of life
off the reefa
spit like cold blooded
seeker a teacher
redeemer
pas ( tor ) grant me masks for the demons
whole lot of heathens wanna broke up my ceiling
got the feeling
acts off the words is revealing
smacked off the verbs that he worked in the poem
can't leave it
too many cries in the metre
too many lies in the schema put fires in a dreamer
pastor pastor
word sweet hold the castor
make a martyr
living for a moment after
what of now
on the prowl for the dharma dharma
spit on the ground bout the ground
fuck ur brosephs karma
make a, make a hole in the armour armour
love for the hate but no time for the amore
sweet memories in the end fend the drama
from the ends i bring friends fill the soul
never barter
slick moves of the bold and blue
make profit of my pain like i'm meant to do
feed it back to the back make them stress they moves
until everybody bless they moons
come orbit change
less the fire that within us leak
out the hole that the hate might make
i choose let me bleed
i done broke a whole cycle faced
not much else that i can't take
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Síbín London, UK
Síbín is a collective that works with audio & visual media to explore areas around identity and culture ☯
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[Pronounced:
"shu-been"]
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