Last Supper

[Intro] That's why I break bread With those who ain't fed Wine is blood red Clouds over head Lord I'm so scared Until you ain't [?] As I take His bread, I can see the rain It's on fire [Verse 1] Duffle bags with a hundred keys A hundred locks, two hundred doors The one who cops, the one who wants it more The one who shot, some get hunted for Some give a lot, get it back, give a hundred more Some is richer, some is poor I know Some is richer and some is poor It's hot out on these streets they on fire now Police on the wire Chase after and tie 'em down Thinking of giving, eating and drinking As in the days of ol' How society living Absence of living Sodom and Gomorrah Pour up, sit down What I know The live life Put you down a periscope [Hook] That's why I break bread With those who ain't fed Wine is blood red Clouds over head Lord I'm so scared Yeshua bled As I take His bread The last supper I see clouds over head The moon is so red Lord I'm not scared Yeshua bled For those who ain't fed Crown on His head Clouds start to spread [Verse 2] The rain is on fire Just use the pain [?] prison Flip flop change your religion Gotta get it and go [?] flip it and go Hear my goal Get fame to spit my soul Life changed been cleaned but I'm in [?] Rick James [?] Catch a [?] That's losing hope Become a saint in foolish clothes No women in the room above Myself and I Myself then I Can't help my proud overdose, can't do what I want Jeopardize, so you can like me, can't do this alone Mesmerized where salvation be [?] Fall on my face Glorious Victorious And that won't roll with us My flesh on the edge, control the lust Even in my soul and I know it's just A consequence of evil Lord protect our people From the lust of the heart Sacrifice this gift to God Misfits we flip the lot Lord help us off The shelf that help us fall To the life of the dead had gone The phenomenon Live life like fast, don't Ramadan King Kong [?] I defeated the rules this octagon I defeated the rules this octagon [Hook] That's why I break bread With those who ain't fed Wine is blood red Clouds over head Lord I'm so scared Yeshua bled As I take His bread The last supper I see clouds over head The moon is so red Lord I'm not scared Yeshua bled For those who ain't fed Crown on His head Clouds start to spread The last supper