Kayy-T - Millennium Earl

It's Kayy-T on the beat motherfuckers
Talk all the gangster but you get your
Ass smoked Like Pop Smoke-Pop
Homicide what we talking about
Buy the land on the moon but your
People send you to the heaven
Clouds do you feel higher now
Sushant,no respect for these
Politicains filling pockets with the
Money like the population
It's always increasing like the labour
Work how the fuck the wage always
Decreasing most of them on the bread
And butter and you call it a living
God damn
Different bodies in the same casket
Buried underground,I dig up their
Graves wanna hear how their soul
Sound,cause they never go
Roaming on your faith took a
Part of them as a souvenir
Just to let them know I'll
Be around at the devil hours
Hi I am here
Knock knock on them graves
Satan wants me to be the grim
Reaper, knock them souls That's our
Deal though, make you demons for
Millenium Earl and the Lero
You know where's it going
Millenium Earl is searching for your heart

Written by:
Katyayan Tewari, Kayy T

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