Issa Gold - Electric Church Music lyrics

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Issa Gold - Electric Church Music lyrics

[Produced by GoldSoul] [Intro: Issa Gold] Prophet Issa Gold tho came through n***a im frigid you know that cold flow who you with n***a you know im getting all gold doe Naw hold up n***a I said Prophet Issa Gold came through clean doe b**hes on my meat she trying get off the Naw that ain't it that ain't it hold up yo yo I said [Verse 1: Issa Gold] Diamonds forever immortality is mine g These normal n***as is humans and I'm a sayian X3 I know it seems i'm wishing that I could live in my dreams See these n***as can't get in all stuck in the lobby While i'm levitating up high and no body by me Seeing n***as seeing me man the thought is obscene Trying to elevate your sh** ye homie mock me watch me as I master flee, evolve into a living god g See me in the image of something underly unseen but appears only to the people who can fly and free dream k** a n***a before I let a mortal get by me Flying so high no wings on my back necessary Now that I'm in n***a consider the rest buried Under ashes they livin but need my blunt cherry Like some sort of demonic force these n***as fear me but contrary Levitating higher everybody tell me slow down Drop em to the bottom stomp they head to these fools drown b**hes drop they drawers every time my team come round Ruthless n***a ye you can call us bloodhounds T-Sharp drop a body leave a n***a no sound Movin all this weight around town call us greyhounds Greyhounds n***a thats the leader of the dog pack Came through n***a with motherf**in good wooo [Verse 2: Myniakal] Are you High? Be better if you were still Intoxicated off different liquors and perc pills uhh This is for that psychedelic listener Lucy in the sky with diamonds trying to get a wiff of the Purple haze got that 'Hey Joe' rhythm Can't get satisfaction grabbin pesos get em! Saved Souls with em ain't no sort of aggression and they open up their legs with the doors of perception uhh I am as hard as Muhammed Ali shaving or Malcolm X praying to Jesus that preach Satan Don't take the brown acid or the 50 hits of green for now well cruise around in the mystery machine Going up the country while im grateful to be dead frankinstein music putting cables in my head I'd probably be excluded from businesses while highway 61 is revisited [Hook: Myniakal] Got a way to open minds but your methods worse welcome all the crowd to my electric church try these psychedelics and your rep get hurt welcoming the crowd to my electric church X2

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