Blood stains the colosseum doors.
Jay z tears on the mausoleum floor.
Who don t believe in anything.
Alright no church in the wild tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the coliseum doors lies on the lips of a priest.
But he basically stole the line from pusha which is cool since pusha is the one in the video.
Tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the colosseum doors lies on the lips of a priest thanksgiving disguised as a feast rolling in rolls royce corniche only the doctors got this i m hiding from police cocaine seats all white like i got the whole thing bleached drug dealer chic i m wondering if a thug s prayers reach is pious pious.
Jay z human beings in a mob what s a mob to a king.
Flashing lights.
It hints at a dark gothic mood but it s explored only intermittently thereafter.
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Walls full of safes like they mausoleum doors.
Tears on the mausoleum floor.
Lies on the lips.
The first words from either of them are jay z s tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the coliseum doors.
I m hidin from police.
Only the doctors got this.
Jay z tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the coliseum doors lies on the lips of a priest thanksgiving disguised as a feast rollin in the rolls royce corniche only the doctors got this i m hidin from police cocaine seats all white like i got the whole thing bleached drug dealer chic i m wonderin if a thug s prayers reach.
Jay z tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the colosseum doors lies on the lips of a priest thanksgiving disguised as a feast rolling in the rolls royce corniche.
What s a king to a god.
What s a god to a non believer.
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We ll make it out alive alright alright no church in the wild jay z tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the colosseum doors lies on the lips of a priest thanksgiving disguised as a feast rolling in the rolls royce corniche only the doctors got this i m hiding from police cocaine seats.
We make it out alive all right all right no church in the wild tears on the mausoleum floor blood stains the coliseum doors lies on the lips of a priest thanksgiving disguised as a feast rollin in the rolls royce corniche only the doctors got this.