Compass Allah

You hate me Don’t want more Of my look or blood Woman or man If you shared the gun The Lord gave to us Maybe all this would matter Nope your Not taking Africa away South America With you? You may take a dip Yeah you lay around In Germany dope The Caravan Infringes on your High? Ok Woman look Stop on ward to the Psychic revolution Bones chilling Dust raveling Coffins kicking Mari and Franc Pairing ok Rich rising Resurrection