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The Last Supper

by Martel Tha God

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1.
Our father who art in heaven Hollowed be thy name Thy kingdom come Thy will be done On earth as it is in heaven Forgive us our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against us For thine is the kingdom the power the glory Forever and ever Amen
2.
Blood Bath 04:44
They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em They was playin wit my money so I had to get em They love the blessin...fear tha wrath Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em They was playin wit my money so I had to get em They love the blessin...fear tha wrath Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath Divine intervention call it what you like When they see my face it's like they seen tha light Told me stay in line said to play my part But I said fuck dat shit and stabbed through tha heart Never one to follow don't sip what y'all drink Lead y'all fools to knowledge but I can't make y'all think Brought a new approach with a familiar sound Brought some new fire from tha underground Love is tha law do what thou wilt If you violate you gettin fuckin killed Don't speak ill when you use my name You might know tha rules but I play a different game You can't hide for long you gone see ya day Ran ya fuckin mouth got you carried away It's a dark path tha hearse a smooth ride I'll catch you fuckin burnin on tha other side They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em They was playin wit my money so I had to get em They love the blessin...fear tha wrath Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em They was playin wit my money so I had to get em They love the blessin...fear tha wrath Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath It's a blood bath these fools think I'm trippin But I had to get em they thought I was slippin Fuckin wit my money man that's my heart Y'all ain't ready for tha end so fool don't even start Talkin real loud gettin real reckless Try to snatch my crown and you'll be fuckin headless Hail to tha king glory is tha god You tried to act tough but it was all facade Don't approach tha throne cuz you ain't fuckin real We ain't peers you ain't my people we don't fuckin chill Talk that non fiction cuz I'm a realist Tell tha true story cuz I'm tha realest Armageddon comin where you gone be When the trumpets playin ya judgement on me God of Hell fire and you gonna burn Cuz Cowards like you y'all never fuckin learn They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em They was playin wit my money so I had to get em They love the blessin...fear tha wrath Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath They was prayin for tha god I was there wit em They was playin wit my money so I had to get em They love the blessin...fear tha wrath Send em 10 plagues... fuckin blood bath They was prayin to tha god sayin "help me lord" I said pay attention all you can afford Down in tha dirt I brought you fools up Fed you off my plate you drank from my cup Gave you everything you got but you wanted more Got to fuckin greedy now you on tha floor Almost had it made but you had to spoil it Now you leakin out like a broken toliet Don't bite tha hand that feeds it's that simple see We was both eatin then you turned on me Now you decomposin in tha fuckin earth All that envy huh? what's it fuckin worth Gave you a inch you tried to take a mile Now you in a ditch under a dirt pile Chopped you into pieces ya soul may never rest You lived a bugs life got squashed like a pest
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Perfection 03:08
4.
Thought you's bout yo shit But to me seem like you slippin Said you keep it real But to me seem like you trippin Said you got that work But you havin trouble flippin This week talkin brazy Last week you was crippin Swear y'all suckas tickle me Damn near split my side I don't fuck wit none of y'all Cuz y'all ain't down to ride Oh you ran off on tha plug? hows that workin out Swear that yous a thug? the truth is comin out Trippin on some stupid shit fucked ya money up Poppin off ya fuckin mouth too much in ya cup Boy I ain't for playin wit I don't wanna fight Send dem goons to get ya bumpin in the night Put a fuckin end to that frontin that you do Actin like I owe you when we know that ain't true Talkin loud and stuntin flashin like you got it Dat ain't get you nothin killed over some bullshit False gods fall when a real god rise Tried to power trip and you met your demise I ain't wanna do it but man I had to they's just to many fakers just like you Wanna step to tha mic and play like they's a god But Martel is tha truth and they see through your facade Say your fuckin prayers repent your fuckin sin Bow ya head down accept this is the end Thought you's bout yo shit But to me seem like you slippin Said you keep it real But to me seem like you trippin Said you got that work But you havin trouble flippin This week talkin brazy Last week you was crippin Swear y'all suckas tickle me Damn near split my side I don't fuck wit none of y'all Cuz y'all ain't down to ride
5.
Man is tha beast, beast is tha man I'm a fuckin god wit this mic in hand More dangerous than a deadly dose Beats hit hard leave you comatose Somethin brand new for tha streets to bump I ain't known to dance but I might humpty hump If she lookin good, talkin extra thick If she think we should, Imma probably stick Take her to tha crib get some fuckin mouth Call her up a lyft cuz we ain't playin house I ain't play it cold she knew tha fuckin deal We was just freakin, wasn't nothin real All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em Martel a savage that's what they say Cuz I keep it real talkin 1k Y'all fools is actors get ya act right All my people like demons creatures of tha night (I) don't try to act hard I blow y'all fools a kiss But I can hold my own like I'm takin a piss This ain't high school and I don't like tests I like chubby girls wit small breast Big titties too I ain't go even lie Lick her from her toes to her inner thigh Last supper shit what a last meal She like it when I pray they only time I kneel All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em All these benjamins man I wanna get em All these bad bitches man I wanna hit em
6.
I don't need calculus in these fuckin streets All I need is basic math make sure my people eats Put my money where my mouth is sellin rhymes by tha gram He ain't really ballin tho just flexin for tha gram Put ya word on tha scale see what weight it hold What's it really worth? is it bullshit or is it gold? If it's worth it's weight then I might fuckin pay But if it ain't shit get the fuck up out my way God so smart I could fill y'all fools wit knowledge They won't let me teach I never went to college
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Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Out here in tha dirty all they do is bang Fools say they down but they don't know a thang The ones that fuckin know they would never tell it And punks like you like to over sell it You think you fuckin Abel but you don't know cain Think you feel this shit but you don't know pain This that real shit that fuckin darkness rap This that country shit that Carolina trap Figure Four leg lock on a fuckin beat Have ya tappin out accepting your defeat Dis that new era that brand new wave It's Martel's world bitch you just in the way Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Groin to gullet you gettin fuckin cut Cry all you want cuz I don't give a fuck Sweets to tha Sweet I'm tha Candyman Call me in tha dark you get tha hook hand This ain't no urban legend this is real life And tha way you livin yeah it's real trife You gonna get yo due it's gone come in time They'll get you in tha streets and I'll get you in tha rhyme Slice and dice fry you like some liver Drop tha rest off in the catawba river Ruthless aggression on tha fuckin track Iron Sheik wit tha flow I break ya fuckin back Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper It's tha final curse you gettin laid to rest Long black hearse bullets in ya chest One in ya head just for good measure Now you fuckin dead and it gives me great pleasure Ya moms fuckin weepin why they do my son like that She feel it creepin up she know her son a rat Sleepin wit tha maggots six feet deep Now you dead silent not a fuckin peep Shoulda lived by tha code you might still be alive There's certain things you gotta do if you gone survive Seal them fuckin lips never spread lies The real live forever a coward only dies Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper Last Supper
9.
Homecoming 03:25
I'm comin home and I'm comin wit that other shit Everybody dies on my Tracy Smothers shit This that murder rap like Drake on back to back This that murder rap Ramirez back in black And ain't a damn thang you can do to stop it Yeah you gotta gun but we know you gonna drop it She a scream queen and a teen dream Got a keen team with a clean gleam Gettin smashed up and fuckin slashed up Straight mashed up and fuckin stashed up Martel wit that melt ya face in acid shit Town folk on that oh it was so tragic shit Little kids can't listen cuz they fuckin shook Can't get rid of me like tha babadook Spit that fuckin slasher rap like Freddy where you at Have you hidin' under covers like a scaredy cat This ain't no fairy tale it's a scary tale About a psycho wit a knife yo But you don't understand grave consequences You tried to reason wit him he won't come to his senses Now it's fuckin over knife to tha chest Martel Tha God I'm tha fuckin best Gave y'all fuckin bangers but you fuckin slept Now you in a hole and ya loss is wept Michael Myers of this mutha fuckin rap shit More violent than a mutha fuckin mosh pit Walkin slow but I'm behind you Big fuckin knife what you gonna do You can run and run but you can't hide Gotta empty trunk you'd look good inside Welcome to tha mind of a maniac Deranged in tha brain since the embryonic sack Momma tried lord knows she did I been a devil since I was a little kid Burned down tha church tha juice and crackers sucked Preacher tried to save me but I'm already fucked Damned to hell for my sins Too much lust and wrath to be pure within Got y'all mutha fuckas shook scared to look Y'all halfway crooks can't keep it bombin wit no fuckin hook Halloween shit bitch I came back Killed hip hop with just one track Rest in piece to tha haters and tha fakers A million dead cops no undertakers Just a pile and some gasoline fuck corrupt cops no Vaseline Burn tha court houses to tha fuckin ground I'm a fuckin demon straight hell bound Mass murder music let tha bass hit Human taxidermy in tha basement This that OJ flow this that Bundy rap Slice and dice ya ass and peel ya fuckin cap I only kill what I'm gonna eat Tha secret to good chili is all in the meat Crush a fools head make em fuckin head cheese This that sick shit like a lime disease Listen closely hear my fuckin words This life shit is for tha fuckin birds I'm eternal I would fuckin know End ya whole existence with one crushing blow
10.
Wrath 03:10
Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome sparin' no one If you in my way you gettin fuckin done Put in a casket set a fuckin blaze Hell is where I'm from and it's what I raise Kill a track kill a man if the need be When it's all said and done it's him or me Feastin on tha blood I rise to tha top When that bass hit I'm makin bodies drop Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch it's fuckin on Comin for that dome bitch I'm fuckin on
11.
God of tha dead forgive me father Killin weak MCs why do they even bother Old heads that can't spit disrespectful fools You play a good game but don't forget tha rules Fear not tha mystic told me so I keep spittin Ex lax on tha track how I keep shittin Dead bodies line tha studio walls Stack em up in tha mutha fuckin halls I'm a killer when it comes to these kronus beats Known to grab a mic and show amazing feats Strength and power like in divine situations You just a weak bitch with mortal limitations Martel tell em how tha fuckin story goes Eliminatin all my weak half steppin foes Another day another dollar another dead career I killed this rap shit so stay away from her Cuz it's a crime scene and it ain't shit to see Just peeled caps and bloody history Phantasm flow through space and time Rappers havin trouble just makin rhymes It's a sad affair they wanna dis me They gotta death wish evidently Break em down to half pints if they fuckin hatin Let em know real fear cuz they death is waitin Send a death sphere at they fuckin dome Make a mortuary out they fuckin home Morning side cemetery put em six feet Readin out tha obituary it was so sweet Slaves to tha grind they can't break free Ain't nobody here can replace me Comin wit dat shit that fuckin burn ya soul Runnin wit dem fools that eat ya fuckin whole You say you listen but you don't fuckin hear me Cuz if you fuckin did you fools would fuckin fear me Menace to a track breakin down walls Dirty like graffiti on bathroom stalls That's why they call me tha trailer trash god Eat ya girls fish like some fuckin cod New underground last supper shit Like a baby wit a temper throw a fuckin fit Ain't no mumbles on this track and I can't fuckin sing Ain't so humble on this track cuz I just fuckin sting Like a horsefly burn ya body slow Tall man bitch that body snatchin flow Martel got that heat but I don't sell it cheap Got that evil shit that make them angels weep
12.
Crippler 02:55
Yeah I'm still tha man hope you fuckin ready All about my money and my flows is heavy Ames on production and I brought them lyrics Open up ya ears I know you wanna hear it Yo bitch bad and boujie and she suck so good Gave that Georgia peach to tha whole damn hood I ain't hatin on her cuz the head was right And when I hit that pussy I wrapped it fuckin tight You know I'm bout my money and I'm tha fuckin god Rowdy rowdy on this beat like I'm hot rod Fuck boys love to hate but I don't give em time Could put they names in rap but they ain't worth tha rhyme Spit that fuck money have em goin bonkers Dream like Tommy bitch but I ain't come from Yonkers Bad mutha fucka they told me watch my mouth I said I'm too dirty I'm from tha filthy south Last supper flow what you talkin bout My shits a summer anthem whenever it come out This that crown vic, that grand marquis that buick regal Knock ya ass out just like I'm steven segal New world order still too sweet Get up on tha floor and move ya fuckin feet Another banger straight from tha god And like I said before let ya head nod Let ya head nod Break ya fuckin neck
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The End? 01:50

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All tracks produced by Ames except The Last Supper which is Co produced by Ames and Martel Tha God.

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released October 13, 2017

Album art by Brett Davis
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