Mystikal - Shake Ya Ass

Up early

Shaking My Black Ass

Pimping

Twerking on a low unrepentant , so called ordained pastor's dead ass grave

Mainly s/he was a Root Worker

So?

I'm still shaking My Big Fat Fine Ass

Yes, the fake ass carnal, pathological demon possessed slut stalked Me for Sixty-two YEARS

So?

NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME CAN PROSPER!

Let the cruel mock my blindness

Laugh uproariously at My shrinking brain

Mock Me,

Bludgeon Me,

Characterize Me as too sensitive

I don't know why you insist on mocking My pain,

Trying to re-crucify Me,

Making sure I know, you know, I know

The pain is gone, all I have is Great Gain

You are very late,

Didn't anyone tell you?

I'm BEAMING IN THE BACKFIRE!!!

satan has every reason in the World to label you a fool

satan and her sidecheek will spew that hot lies and venom on you

Cry foul and blame you for bleeding on their shoe

Do not waste your time begging the whore

s/he shall NEVER change

Those that love her always shall

They will lie for her and beat your brains out for not doing the same

They will stunt on you

Totally forget every sacrifice you made

No, darling do not cry

It is too late

for those that love to lie

for those that must s/he the weak, the infirm, the cripple and the crazy at a loss

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