***NEW*** Don't get the mark that you see on this baby's head!!! My cousin gave me this concept that he will be building on MORE in the future. This involves love & rapture all in the same story.
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This is what I live for. This is what I am dying for the love of. Yahweh.
Story behind the song
***NEW*** My cousin gave me this concept that he will be building on MORE in the future. This involves love & rapture all in the same story.
Lyrics
Numberz
Written produced & Engineered
by Mike Boston for Mic Boston Records
For every day I say in this rhyme is equal to a year in real life.
For every hour is a month.
[VERSE 1]
It was a hot summer’s day,
Harry met Sally through this nerd Bay
Mutually friends, that was the first day.
Evening came & went,
And the light came, sequel to the yester
Harry said, let us be friends as he burped haze
There’s worse ways. Anywho...
Jenny sees ‘em day two.
Pickin up the purple for the third day. Jane too.
No shots rung astray but a night like today boo
Is danger in the freezer from the quayludes Jermaine moved
‘ll give the block reasons to be givin it to strange dudes
So understand why Jane hit Jermaine with the plain poom.
Official s’it can claim, the fourth day stayin tuned
The channel ain’t changed ‘til the fifth when Jermaine blew.
Lotta people say he switched (dix) as Jermaine grew
And of course when he came through he spent a lot of change.
(&)Rumors even had it he was pimpin poor Jane too.
Mad about the nine month stain in her drain tube.
A poor kid dreamin’ to be rich
Reason to be hitched, seen me on the sixth sun beamin’ on my Flames Food.
Thank you for my daily bread Lord...the fame too
And as I raised my head up I seen Jermaine shoes.
Told me he was lookin’ for the way to heaven.
Is there really a staircase. because I wanna see Kevin.
Ladies & gentlemen here we see day seven
& Jermaine wants to learn to pray the prayer of repentance.
[VERSE 2]
Jane on the other hand swear he a troubled man
Using up her minutes makin him out to be the bugdest scram
Maine told her, all about the plans for the numbered hands
And even though she loved him, it was tough for her to hea’em
First hour passed, and the more he talked about the bible
The more she ranted on about her family’s survival.
Last thing he got to school her on was the idols.
Then the rapture took him up, right before her eyeballs.
Actually she wasn’t payin’ much attention to ‘em
Thought he was playin’ cuz he joked a lot and was such the dude
Now we on hour two and what is she to do, in denial
The river that she cried tryna drown truth
(pause)
The government had the mark ready & waitin’
For this turn of events so they could introduce satan.
Jane still oblivious to the picture that’s painted
Almost fainted when they outlawed scriptures & praised lord Mytreiya.
This man was the reason why blood & oil
Cried out of the eyes of the statues & paintings
They had it all planned since 1922,
Third hour came and went & the fourth did too.
(pause)
Now we at the fifth hour,
Her girlfriend sippin’ whiskey sours, obviously sniffin’ the powder
She called it the great escape...
‘Cuz like a week prior, suicide wouldn’t give her a date
Now she walk around town without here eyes in her grape
And Jane had JUST read about death fleeing away.
Seen the signs everywhere, pestilences & quakes
And on top of it they both enemies of the state
Now on hour six...hour seven...and hour eight,
Hour nine wouldn’t let go hate.
Hour ten...hour eleven & twelve
This is where you get beheaded or you end up in hell.
[VERSE 3]
The more she dug for the truth the more the roof caved in
Hundred pound hail storms it was no escapin’
Started, talkin to God through His son, AMEN!
Became born-again, then she made this statement.
She said, sorry for my wrongs. I probly made you sick.
But with all these false religions I didn’t know what to pick.
Had a boyfriend in sin named Jermaine Vic
And you was merciful enough to let me see you through him.
As the war raged on outside the four wall of her crib
Hour thirteen would stick to her ribs.
They was killin’ in the name of peace & this what they did.
They brought the Guillotine back & ran up in cribs.
By the fourteenth hour the people were sour
By the fifteenth, more folks were chipped or devoured.
By the sixteenth...Jane was scri
