Tim - Pantheon Of Champions
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Straight out the Pantheon Of Champions
The Marilyn The Mansalin
Immaculate conceptionist
The Alchemist in faction with the Gladiatist
Who fight amongst the strategists
To rise above the averages where numbers make them Savages
At 21 killed 21 heat to blaze the morning son
Asking when the glory come
Feeling empty with this loaded gun put a hole in one
Gods chosen Im his only son fuck the other one
Feeling mental
Put my holy cum in a holy in holy Nun
Praying moms forgive me cause right now im fucking going nuts Planters Im a cashew praying next to Matthews
End it wit a cash rules amen was the offering
So God can fuck off my sins in a newly plated Benz
Man I hate the many men that wish I wouldn’t see my end
Man I hate these faggy trends
Trying to take the souls of kids
Rapper in his favorite wig
Headed to his latest gig
Make up watch him play pretend
All these niggas Shining bright but really ain't no soul within
Granny I’m the latest hymn
Soulful like the songs of Kem
Something like a Nutso playing way Above rim
Time we jump out the Gym land on a golden rim
Time that they notice him Psalms of the spoken T.IM
Send it through the air ways telling me that crime pays
Devil in a black lace begging me to paint her face
Tell her that my art last forever and you can't erase
Her angels really love the taste trapped her as we played escape
Lets take it to a safer place where baby’s learn to elevate
Brothers learn to legislate proclamate and delegate
Please bow ya Holy heads praying over holy bread
A nigga brought a single loaf butt a million still got fed
Ain’t that just what Momma did multiplied nothing
Love me and brother tried to turn us into something
On my soul bitch that’s nothing you know we coming huh
Yea we gunning super sayin super sunning
Screaming fuck the repercussions
Catch a nice concussion as my drummer play percussion
Training day the Russian drain him then we flush it
Wifey on to something but I swear I never touched it
You loved her but I fucked it patty caked her muffins
Excuse me our discussion was bout more than what I’m touching more about the feeling sites and the visions
Living like chameleons sitting present stacking millions
Every soul needs healing just pray I can deliver
Sign then we seal it Pslams of T.IM feel the spirit I know feel it
The Marilyn The Mansalin
Immaculate conceptionist
The Alchemist in faction with the Gladiatist
Who fight amongst the strategists
To rise above the averages where numbers make them Savages
At 21 killed 21 heat to blaze the morning son
Asking when the glory come
Feeling empty with this loaded gun put a hole in one
Gods chosen Im his only son fuck the other one
Feeling mental
Put my holy cum in a holy in holy Nun
Praying moms forgive me cause right now im fucking going nuts Planters Im a cashew praying next to Matthews
End it wit a cash rules amen was the offering
So God can fuck off my sins in a newly plated Benz
Man I hate the many men that wish I wouldn’t see my end
Man I hate these faggy trends
Trying to take the souls of kids
Rapper in his favorite wig
Headed to his latest gig
Make up watch him play pretend
All these niggas Shining bright but really ain't no soul within
Granny I’m the latest hymn
Soulful like the songs of Kem
Something like a Nutso playing way Above rim
Time we jump out the Gym land on a golden rim
Time that they notice him Psalms of the spoken T.IM
Send it through the air ways telling me that crime pays
Devil in a black lace begging me to paint her face
Tell her that my art last forever and you can't erase
Her angels really love the taste trapped her as we played escape
Lets take it to a safer place where baby’s learn to elevate
Brothers learn to legislate proclamate and delegate
Please bow ya Holy heads praying over holy bread
A nigga brought a single loaf butt a million still got fed
Ain’t that just what Momma did multiplied nothing
Love me and brother tried to turn us into something
On my soul bitch that’s nothing you know we coming huh
Yea we gunning super sayin super sunning
Screaming fuck the repercussions
Catch a nice concussion as my drummer play percussion
Training day the Russian drain him then we flush it
Wifey on to something but I swear I never touched it
You loved her but I fucked it patty caked her muffins
Excuse me our discussion was bout more than what I’m touching more about the feeling sites and the visions
Living like chameleons sitting present stacking millions
Every soul needs healing just pray I can deliver
Sign then we seal it Pslams of T.IM feel the spirit I know feel it
