Factus quod proiecisti
Lyrics:
I got this shit from Jerusalem
They be tryna flex on me, so I turn it to a slaughter
If you talkin' on my name, witch, you better speak it proper
Only people I'm killin' are those damn Paladins
They be snakes, so I never let 'em live
You got ricks, I'll take 'em off ya
You don't wanna cast for cast with me you know I'm a monster
Smokin' all this fent, I'm a fuckin' wizard I ain't no rasta
Don't talk back to me, wizza, you a slave and I'm your master
Put y'all wizzas in my blunt, matter of fact, put y'all in my cup
Y'all ain't no competition, any skeleton here could fuck your butt
I keep that staff on me cause you know spells gon' cast
I up that tome you know your life not gon' last
[Chorus]
My Glock a jew the way it got a long nose
My Glock a jew, gettin' guap is all it knows
Wizzas know I keep a switch on me no Nintendo
No point beggin', my Glock a Hebrew, no entiendo
I'm robbin' the whole function, my Glock go where I go
[Guitar solo]
I been whippin' in a Benz truck
You can't win y'all fuckin' suck
I up my stick and you can suck its nuts
I got no time to scrap with no Elmer Fudds
I'm a master caster, hit y'all with some lightning
I'm proud to say none y'all knights and pallies like me
Man said he can do a one punch fatality, I show 'em this Yiddish and that's a wrap
I could kill you with my hands, but I might let my minions get their clap back
Scrolls rip that wizza's face
We aim at your top, we set off the drakes
You smokin' dro, all my shit is fent laced
We not the same, boy, your ass a disgrace
[Chorus]
My Glock a jew the way it got a long nose
My Glock a jew, gettin' guap is all it knows
Wizzas know I keep a switch on me no Nintendo
No point beggin', my Glock a Hebrew, no entiendo
I'm robbin' the whole function, my Glock go where I go
[Guitar solo]
Laser on yo' head, gon' leave you dead
Banish the top off that wizza, now he bleedin' red
If your name Logan, Jacob, or Jasmine, then I leave you dead
Leave in the phantom after you get filled with lead
I shoot with one hand cause this stick chosen by God, aim steady
Don't play games with me wizza, faced with dark arts you is not ready
Got your ass lookin' 'round your house like you in fourth five nights at freddy's
Don't need a scroll to make your brain look like spaghetti
[Chorus]
My Glock a jew the way it got a long nose
My Glock a jew, gettin' guap is all it knows
Wizzas know I keep a switch on me no Nintendo
No point beggin', my Glock a Hebrew, no entiendo
I'm robbin' the whole function, my Glock go where I go
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