Can't Sleep

[Verse 1: Jus Allah] Return your motherfucking soul before my next blunt gets rolled I eat you motherfuckers whole before the blood gets cold Truth be told you talk like you two years old Same shit you wanna hold like the purest of gold When my rhyme begins everything that's on your mind ends Eat slime from the vines like vitamins Every message from Allah's like medicine Everyone of them could purify the Devil's sins Fucking fool, you probably flunked preschool We ain't equals, I ain't readable You're one step above your own mother feeding you Unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal You couldn't get this high without a fucking needle And a fucking supply to fry three people Motherfuckers deserve their ugly ass heads hung Only good fucking devils are dead ones [Hook: Agallah] I got nothing but hate for you fakes that be all in my face For your snakes that's invading my space Nothings ever gonna ease my head except seeing you dead Can't sleep till you niggas is dead There's nothing but hate for you fakes that be all in my face Jealous niggas be wanting my place And I won't eat until you motherfuckers is dead Can't sleep till you niggas is dead [Verse 2: Jus Allah] I'm busting right at the priests, fuck your white Jesus You're blinded by the light of deceivers and disbelievers The real truth right in front of you I am everyone and none of you, I gave my only begotten son to you Return to Earth as a person Only to see you mouse niggas running from the serpent Blind and dumb, I'm rhyming till the Devil's rule is done Allah see's a liar and a fool as one Raise your holy flag, put me near the President's craft I'll be riding to Iran with his head in a bag Niggas know it's on till you dead and done with Your head's hunted till I'm signing your death warrant Holding myself down on the black side Y'all stay on that side, I'm a piece of God magnified Fucking truth never needs to be advertised You could learn fucking that one in the afterlife [Hook: Agallah] [Verse 3: Jus Allah] The power that I hold in my hand could fold a frying pan The air and sand do as I command And if i want the night to last across the sky mass The clouds won't even allow light to pass My crew cleave alien loops inside grass Roll trees and dutch masks, loot some brass A must have like my dagger and cloak And red streaks of blood on my white lab coat A virgin thirst ____ to give her first poke She crept over to my crib after church broke Since, we ain't spoke but I hit it dumb ways The unsaved, some days I don't bathe Unphased by the light, the scorching flame Tears form from the ice dripping off your brain Even if you cry it won't soften the pain Your heart is dead, you should go and get your coffin framed [Hook x2: Agallah]