This is for Y'all

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[Verse 1: Jus Allah] To all my enemies I know you hear this, FUCK YOU! I hope your son's retarded and your daughter is buck tooth Hope your Moms is hit by a truck too But I don't have to hope, cause allah guarantees you your just due You aint shit, you must be eatin' paint chips You just a makeshift bitch, you need maintenance I need patients, I'll put you on the waitin' list I got a stainless I can sanctify satan with I got a brain that I break the fuckin' matrix with I am greatness, I kill a billion Agent Smiths Supreme authority over the universe Top priority, God created Black Man first Lastly was the grafted devil wicked and powerless Your heart is 100% cowardess Your brain is 85% cloudiness Every bone in your body is infected by parelles [chorus x2] -This is for y'all You get high with your last bill -This is for y'all You live and die for/by Allah's will -This is for y'all Feel the same way I feel -This is for y'all Yo -This is for y'all Yo -This is for y'all [Verse 2: Jus Allah] I'm a sin for life go to hell with an invite My knife slices red pinstripes across windpipes Fine line between fear and love leaving thugs pierced by the slug Your body cries tears of blood Stitching your limbs while I'm pulling on the L stems Allahs glow burns your skin like hells wind Sends iron pins through your eyelids You'll be a blind motherfucker lookin for revenge Niggaz too deaf to hear the sirens We dressed in gear for rioting Come test me, I'm firing Leave your mug cracked you're tough black Bullets need blood, and you're the only donor that match Latch the gate before the God snatches your plate With twin barrells starin' at you like an infinite 8 Reciting the vows of hate On a irrespectus? wild and wreckless I'm blessing you with your death wish [chorus x2] -This is for y'all You get high with your last bill -This is for y'all You live and die for/by Allah's will -This is for y'all Feel the same way I feel -This is for y'all Yo -This is for y'all Yo -This is for y'all [Verse 3: Jus Allah] Army of the measure My brain is a locked box of treasure We opposite, your pain is my pleasure Smackin' your protector, chill in my sector Mind of Malcolm, on his way back from Mecca Burn sess up, step up had a gut Niggaz stretched on their backs with their arms and legs up Put X's over your eyes, fallen into darkening skies You talkin in cries, chalck tracin over your sides Facing the wise, I taste ???, the Ties rise Split aside, the time dies 2000 and 5, I derserve praisure Invade ya, heartless like the blue blazer Introducer, into hell, we recruit ya The vet I collect on debt for lucipher Blood papers, I don't grate 'em, I just bake 'em Tombstones, we don't make 'em, we just date 'em [chorus x2] -This is for y'all You get high with your last bill -This is for y'all You live and die for/by Allah's will -This is for y'all Feel the same way I feel -This is for y'all Yo -This is for y'all Yo -This is for y'all