L.atasha A.lcindor – “St. Michael” [Lyrics + Audio]

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[Song Intro]

This is the prayer of St Michael the angel:
St Michael defend us in battle
You’re our protection against the wickedness and the snares of the devil
May God rebuke you. Help me pray.

[song starts]

Purpose…,purpose… I been trying to find… purpose

I was on Percocets for days cause I couldn’t take the pain
Third eye growing pressure bust out the veins
Eighth Wonder, I devour predators as prey
Tip of the giza pyramid, high power strain
Game so Darwin
Who got the balls of the high horse get the fame
Ni**as go and campaign, a shame.
Thinking they Obama but never making change, living by the string

I’m at ascension now
Purpose is to fill the life crescent now
Can’t take the darkness away
But the full moon be a blessing now
Mother naturale beat the beat cause it’s my f**king child
On Belt Parkway mentally on Orion
Saying that I’m gonna turn my world to Zion
Telling yall the truth, since these ni**as been lying
You can’t fall off, when you’re motherf**king flying with the clouds

Chorus

Writing out the armory
Angels please talk to me
God is in the arteries
A demon can’t martyr me
A demon can’t martyr me
A demon can’t martyr me

Writing out the armory
Angels please talk to me
God is in the arteries
A demon can’t martyr me

Verse 2

And yo, while I’m eyeing on the high end
Keep a cloud around me as the camouflage
So when you see me you getting high then
Grinding while I’m gliding
With the hopes to get a west union flow [?]
Ni**a that’s not a joke!
Ni**as can’t revoke a ni**a
I been open ni**a
I been showing ni**as
Without talking bout my pu**y soaking

[you said ni**a alot]

We don’t know you ni**a
Trying tell me how to get off shelf
I’m just trying be myselfY’all can rock a diamonds

I’ma rock Saturn’s belt

Take the  Heisman
While I got the pulitzer prize
And the noble peace
Even if I bullet through eyes
The speech is for the peace
Ni**as need to retreat
From the fake deep
Bring it back to streets
Give it back cause my mother’s mother gotta to eat
E.B.T to B.E.T
Tired of livin’ in the government that’s also trying put me six feet deep
This is…

Chorus

Writing out the armory
Angels please talk to me
God is in the arteries
A demon can’t martyr me
A demon can’t martyr me
A demon can’t martyr me

Writing out the armory
Angels please talk to me
God is in the arteries
A demon can’t martyr me

No,no,no A demon can’t martyr me
No,no,no A demon can’t martyr me

What’s a devil to a non-believer? A liar then…
What’s a devil to a non-believer? A liar then…
What’s a devil to a non-believer? A liar then…
Here’s the church in the wild
This is where their lying ends[?]
Good but a ni**a still livin’ black
but let me take it back
cause nuthin’s wrong with the blackness
And nuthin’s wrong with me blackin’
Angels in the back field, ready for the battin’



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