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Artist: No Malice
Album:  Let the Dead Bury the Dead
Song:   Jesus Christ
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Chorus]
I heard you came up on them bricks, what it hit fo'?
Now don't go talkin to them folks givin' info
Just know they listenin on them scanners, nigga, tenfold!
Just to have em ask ya later, "What you in fo'?"
I heard you came up on them bricks, what it hit fo'?
Now don't go talkin to them folks givin' info
Just know they listenin on them scanners, nigga, tenfold!
Just to have em ask ya later, "What you in fo'?"

[No Malice]
Blood drip from God's gift, I'm baptized
They blaspheme, these niggaz makin me backslide
Seen it from afar so it came as no surprise
The child lash out when daddy doesn't chastise
That aside it is I who must father them
Like swattin flies, they startin to become bothersome
Honor Him! Cuban refugee I Assata them
For this I die and gladly enter martyrdom
They tell me Biggie preached his own death
I say, what better than your own breath?
Get it from the horsemouth, get your thoughts out
Labels got 'em like Lamar, dead sleep in a whorehouse
Did not you know? Freedom come with salvation
False prophet, I spot you like a dalmatian
Final destination, be aware of what you headed for
I ain't gotta burn any bridge, that's what hell is for!

[Chorus]

[No Malice]
Lord God, forgive 'em for they know not
What they sayin, fat lippin like botox
Playin wit ya name while knowin it's my sore spot
I'm listenin wit a squint, it's hard to read like the court doc
Aforethought - "He must be the risen Christ!"
Who died once, they still tryin to kill him twice
Kill the lights, leave 'em in the dark, let 'em pillow fight
I say let 'em all feel the +Burn+ like Killer Mike
These mockeries tauntin me, I'm beside myself
Toward the God I'm beseechin for my momma's health
Look toward the hills cause it sho' ain't no amount of wealth
I say to the devil, "Let him go! Now hold this L"
Lift the veil, allow 'em all to see the cost
Gucci said, "Even money can't buy ya sauce!"
Police dogs on the innocent, they don't even call 'em off
All this rap-rap while the ghetto's in a Holocaust

[Chorus]