Erick Arc Elliott - God Blessed the Dead lyrics

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko] It's that Brooklyn phenom Psychedelic Tzion, suspended in animation While lookin down at you peons Defying the laws of physics, while hitting gravity bongs After she hit the spliff, her voice get raspier than T-Boz If you don't like the way i live my life, why dont you take it In all my past lives i've laughed in my k**ers faces I'm into blood, beef, human mutilation Extended clips squeeze, let it desinigrate em I'm from a place where hell is considered a safe haven Since its the root of all evil, we thank satan for this paper I don't give a f** about who pregnant or who rich I dont give about her ice or his whips Money blemishes, you can't spit the way you used to spit Sometimes a artist become bigger then the art that he presents f** the spectacle they put these f** boys on the pedestal I'm feeling skeptical, cause ignorance is bliss I'm with my ignorantest chick And ignorantest ain't a word, but I'm so ignorant it is This the flow that send em shiv - ers From every verse, from every curse I am cursed with this curse to outdo my last verse To outshine my last word, never decline No backwards [Hook] I ain't here to tell stories I ain't here to tell lies The game ain't been the same since BIG f**ed around and died The game ain't been the same since Pac f**ed around and died The game ain't been the same since Pun f**ed around and died I ain't here to tell stories I ain't here to tell lies The game ain't been the same since L f**ed around and died The game ain't been the same since Pimp f**ed around and died The game ain't been the same since Steez f**ed around and died