The Last Supper lyrics

by

Pastor Troy


They got they hands clappin 14x

Verse 1: Lil' Pete

The Last Supper, the last hustla's, the last bad muthaf*ckers
We killing you suckas undercover
Brothers, and other n*ggas that's gone run up
Run in the chamber muthaf*ckers getting burnt up
Cause you done f*cked up
You shouldn't of f*cked wit dis
Go out to kill yo kids, and now we splittin' wigs
It's DSGB, you know we psychopath
We killing everybody, a Georgia bloodbath
And if we f*cking come, go get the timebomb
I'm like a thunderstorm, I'm screaming "Red Rum"
Until you f*cking dead, because I'm pumping lead
Directly at yo head, n*gga we gotta eat
Just make my meal complete, a leg or a feet
And I'm gone eat you up cause I don't give a f*ck
The Last Supper

Hook: Pastor Troy

The last n*ggas, the last supper
The last bad muthaf*ckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n*ggas to me
And he told me its DSGB

The last, the last n*ggas, the last supper
The last bad muthaf*ckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n*ggas to me
And he told me its DSGB

Verse 2: Blackoutt

This is the last f*cking supper not the daily bread
And so to any interruptions we choppin heads
We choppin' legs lettin 'em marinate
And I'ma hustla in this game I pull is penetrate
Eliminate, b*tch n*ggas buy the 12 pack
I walk wit Outbacks and tilt my f*cking fitted hat
I asked God to reveal the real me
My vision was kind of blury but appeared an O.G., O.G
And Lord have mercy on me on me
And Lord have mercy on DSGB
We riding on n*ggas until the day we f*cking die
And when we die, we still gone f*cking ride
So how bout piercing till these muthaf*ckers bleed
I'm choppin' 'em down to they muthaf*cking knees
The Last Supper

Hook: Pastor Troy

The last n*ggas, the last supper
The last bad muthaf*ckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n*ggas to me
And he told me its DSGB

The last, the last n*ggas, the last supper
The last bad muthaf*ckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n*ggas to me
And he told me its DSGB

They got they hands clappin' (4x)

Verse 3: Pinhead

This is The Last Supper, break bread with real n*ggas
We choppin heads, ain't scared to kill n*ggas
For real n*gga, slow it down and we'll be fine
You can have my blood, drank up cause it is wine
Your soul is mine, you pursuing my wicked thoughts
And the way you move and the slick sh*t that you talk
DSGB, come in and have a seat
See all this food, sit down and let's eat
And you will see better days they shall come
And if they don't get yo gun and drop bombs
The Last Supper

Hook: Pastor Troy

The last n*ggas, the last supper
The last bad muthaf*ckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n*ggas to me
And he told me its DSGB

The last, the last n*ggas, the last supper
The last bad muthaf*ckers, the last hustla's
I asked the Lord to reveal the last n*ggas to me
And he told me its DSGB

They got they hands clappin' (uh-huh) (4x)

Verse 4: Pastor Troy

My body the bread, my blood the wine
Pastor Troy and "My n*ggas is the grind"
Ain't got no time for no fake muthaf*ckers
b*tch say ya grace, this the last f*cking supper
We hustla's n*gga, I'm the muthaf*cking boss
Fresh out the womb till they nail me to the cross
Done took a lost, so you know my mindframe
"What the f*ck that muthaf*cker name?"
On everythang I ever loved reppin thugs
DSGB you may drink of the blood
Now haters, just admit my perfection
And keep yo Smith & Wesson
It is my resurrection

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