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  • Now the tears dry and the pain takes over
    Let's talk this payola (payola)
    You killed God's baby when it wasn't his will
    And blood spill, we can't talk this shit over (this shit over)
    The Lord is my shepherd, I am not sheep
    I am just a short stone's throw from the streets
    I bring my offering, I will not preach
    Awaken my demons, you can hear that man screaming
    I'm no different than the priest, priest
    Santeria (Santeria, Santeria, Santeria)

    They say that death comes in threes, how appropriate
    Triple back, they rush in like Soviets
    At the Kremlin
    Searching for the green like a Gremlin, presidential emblem
    Presidential tint on this shit that I'm driven in
    Woo! I just place orders and drop dollars
    Rotweillers roam the ground, the Glock hollers
    The three of y'all are too accessible
    Seen all the wrong moves, watching The Untouchables
    We don't do vegetables, niggas get flatlined
    Welcome all beef, then we heat 'em with flat irons
    Your plans are backfiring, think of double-crossing a priest
    Hail Mary, repeat after me

    (Santeria) Ya te vas en la mañana (mañana)
    Ah ah, los ángeles esperarán
    Es el fuego que yo conozco
    Es el fuego que yo
    Ya te vas en la mañana (mañana)
    Ah ah, los ángeles esperarán
    Es el fuego que yo conozco
    Es el fuego que yo

    Of all the things I've ever paid for
    Know that it's no price tag when I wage war
    It's no more to pray for, niggas get preyed on
    Darken my doorstep, they told me the day's gone
    You listening, De'von? As I'm talking to your spirit for God's sakes
    I'm dealing with heartbreak
    Checking my ego, I'm livin' with lost faith
    I'm back in this shit, nigga, you ever seen Shark Tank?
    I paid 'em in small bills, all of 'em small face
    I bet when we draw blood, you niggas will draw blank
    Dress you in all black, partnered with All Saints
    Our numbers is all facts, my shooters give all thanks
    And all praise, no jail bars can save
    Leave you like Malcolm where X marks your grave
    Hey, it's probably better this way
    It's cheaper when the chaplain prays

    Ya te vas en la mañana (mañana)
    Ah ah, los ángeles esperarán
    Es el fuego que yo conozco
    Es el fuego que yoWriter/s: Anthony Killhoffer, Danielle Balbuena, Isaac Hayes, Kanye West, Mike Dean, Terrence Thornton, Tony Williams
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Ultra Tunes
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