5 Pillars

[Verse 1: Jus Allah] I only rise when it's time for me to fuck or get high Or when my ninth life dies and I'm up in the skies Me and rhymes match perfect like devil and lies He only wish he had purpose on a level of mines God Jus Allah hurts, like natural birth Without a dad or a nurse, can't imagine it worse You're only mad in your verse, this my actual thirst My simplest words, more than you can fathom at first Go back to your church, hope your motherfuckin luck works Dumb fucks like yourself just stuff earth To me god takes time there's a waiting line I can break your fucking faith like hate crime You're so mere, I wish you'd disappear The lake of fire burns red devils to crystal clear I never went to sixth grade I skipped a year Once I found I had a way in my brain to shift the gears [Verse 2: Singapore Kane] When my dogs hunt you, ain't no place safe you can run to Monestary's or Mosques, none of them will want you Your clock is ticking when death haunts you And when the cannon blow you away your fam wonder where you gone to Heaven or hell the eye swell from remembering The day you got stopped like Singapore was an Indian Save all the talk, cause when guns buck Niggas get burnt alive like Joan of Arc You can't stop a solider who's a known bi-polar Epileptic dyslexic gun holder You be dead for days till someone smell your odor Bugs earth and air decomposure And your friends told you chill before this just a graphic scene You got more bitch in you than Maxin magazine I pass Glocks to Bomshot And me him and Jus Allah plot to spill blood like pom pot [Verse 3: Bomshot] The master builders We buildin' on 5 pillars Raise your sword in the name of the lord we snake killers My rhymes are many signs for mankind to marvel When I die I'm in the sky, in mansions made of marble So imma' set it straight Why would God hesitate When I meditate and cause the holy shrine to levitate Even when it rains My thoughts remain sunny I prance out of gardens with rivers flowing honey We climb onto golden charretes Only angels carry it My dick swings low, you can call me sweet chariate My pure beams of light That could uphold the skies Just one of the many blessings from the mighty the wise Who gave you eyes ears nose mouth and hands to observe You ingrate, little things you give in return Come put your life on the line Best believe I could hurt that You'll rest eternally Go take a motherfuckin' dirt nap