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Gabriel came to see me

He said pick up the strings the times leaving

The end is nigh his eyes gleaming

He spoke in tongues I could recite

But yall wouldn't get the meaning

Pass the blunt like a torch

Unknown spitting vicious fuckbois listen

got no retort

All the bags I saved of dust I used to snort

The stash ain't mine I bag a dime and bolt

That's the business I made out of my prescriptions

Helps me listen to the voices while I'm rhyming out my scriptures

Gospel music in a new wave

A new way of painting pictures

It's easy to see if you want me taste the pitcher

Take a sip realize it ain't liquor

Get sicker

Gabriel came to see me

He said pick up the strings the times leaving

The end is nigh his eyes gleaming

He spoke in tongues I could recite

But yall wouldn't get the meaning

Gabriel came to see me

He said pick up the strings the times leaving

The end is nigh his eyes gleaming

He spoke in tongues I could recite

But yall wouldn't get the meaning

And maybe I don't want it now

Maybe I could find a place to lay my head down

Bigger the bag

Bigger the pounds

Another blunt

Turned into the ounce

Gimme a path to find a way out

Or give me a path to rise above the crowd

So I could've give the things I missed

Before I fucked around and found out

I want it bad

The things that I can't have

The people that won't come back

Forever sad

Yet still I rap

Gabriel came to see me

He said pick up the strings the times leaving

The end is nigh his eyes gleaming

He spoke in tongues I could recite

But yall wouldn't get the meaning

Gabriel came to see me

He said pick up the strings the times leaving

The end is nigh his eyes gleaming

He spoke in tongues I could recite

But yall wouldn't get the meaning