Текст песни When Ink Turns to Blood - Yorel

The ink of the prophets
For told the blood of a man
It's deep right

What did I do here with the time that you gave me to bring you glory
Answer that, in my obituary a different story
And if I fall again I'll rise again tomorrow morning
Yawning, subconsciously I heard you calling
Desperately infecting me and I was scared to die
Cause the graveyard is an eery place I sensed the fire
Now when I stand before God, My lawyers the Messiah
And I ain't satisfied where I'm at I should've stayed retired
But imma bash the devils head in as I choose to triumph
Cut my skin and I bleed rhymes you read still reminded
Rewind it. Just drop the beat and imma drop the knowledge, serve the product
I Love you momma, want no drama say it with me abba
This conversations between me and the Father
Preparing for the day I meet my maker in heavenly gardens
Tried to go my hardest, realized the problem was tryin
I'm gliding beneath a sparrows wings, recognize it
I'm like Nas and Damien Marley on the road to Zion
The bread of life came down from heaven and they crucified him
Now I ain't going to hell, no sunscreen can block that climate
Satan tried to lead me there and I respond in violence
Almost blamed this on my pops, told him he should've used condoms
Guess it popped so I'm using hip hop to pay you some homage
And when I stand before you on that day I hope I've accomplished
The vision that lead to this mission giving you honor

I suplex the devil on his crown and laughed cause it's fun
My only wish is when I'm finished you say servant well done, yeah son
Just the thought makes me wanna go harder
On this path to Zion, Holy Spirit, Christ and the Father
Yonder, snuff the devil and I laugh cause it's fun
And this album is what happens when ink turns to blood

I stand before the Lord God Almighty as the Holy Spirit guides me
I was sent into this world to free the captives leading armies
Still I partied and I played as I sharpened up my blade
Until the time came around to stab the devils in his face
We all go belly up some day we cursed to pass away
I pray I did my thing before I see them golden gates
I drop this album before my casket closing up the case
Even though I'm not my body everybody rest my case
Switch place, imagine being me, walk in my shoes
Drinking 40's at the corner store I looked up to dude
Who had felony's, but never graduated from school
They passed a mantle down and all that did was make me a fool
As I put hands and feet on Satan
Know my plan's to lead a nation
Life's way too complex for just college education
They seeking for money and Satan laughing at dummies
I'm down to scrap let's get muddy
I swing a knife like I'm Chucky
I'm on a mission fishing for men as I'm spitting these gems
Visions of Christ on a white horse as angels descend
So I make sure if I got blood to spill I bleed through my pen
Close my album with a statement, finish praying. Amen

I suplex the devil on his crown and laughed cause it's fun
My only wish is when I'm finished you say servant well done, yeah son
Just the thought makes me wanna go harder
On this path to Zion, Holy Spirit, Christ and the Father
Yonder, snuff the devil and I laugh cause it's fun
And this album is what happens when ink turns to blood

2nd Timothy 4 verse 7
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith
That should be every mans mission with this gift called life
Selah