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Featuring HR of Bad Brains (Verse) The truth is being cast aside We've been dooked into a vast revise I'm a cross between master fon and a astronaut Murderous appetite, war games and transic cops Virgin of sacrifice, coronage of panic ops Father of abomination like mattress pops Blood ceremony homie, make sure the bag is dropped Pocket down briefcase, exchange cosmic shots Diamonds and golden guns, smashing you with hands of bronze Rap pin calm with the cameras on Drop the creek, touch a gramatonic Babylon I'm 1000 horse power when the mag the bomb With more than enough fire power to splatter yall It puts a shootout at the Grimy Awards, I spent 90 in court I took the murder and deprive assault Beat the case, roll the dice and I walk Like a forty deuce Hebrew played the corner of a mike when I talk (Hook x4) The conviction of my tape is right with you like Nixon Warning descriptions with 3 6's in Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive I slapped rocks with Jesus, Lee shout to Joseph Songtexte (Verse) The god of the glory, another young hustler's story Love from the mistakes of my uncle that done it before me But choppa base death, call relieve tortured crimes Get out like slayer throat form, slick pushin rhymes Young shooters bring a pistol full, caught up in that crucifixes rituals My birth to the Lucifer habitual, streets raised me I'm from Brooklyn like Jordan the Jay Z To be where I'm from is a great thing While I daydream I make things happen, get things crackin Right things laughin, 18 I stopped takin acid But a death to stain on my brain to remain massive The ultra-perceptional until they may be in the casket Until I stop makin murda rap Thick as the bomb that was with him But those who forgive that the earth is flat And I'll be dead before this war stops Praying that the author of the War Gods will throw rocks (Hook x4) The conviction of my tape is right with you like Nixon Warning descriptions with 3 6's in Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive I slapped rocks with Jesus, Lee shout to Joseph (Verse) Yes, you think some crazy's thinking of G's And the lord of law is pumping my new frap of luna He looked to, I'm bringing my Moscone and I'm like me welcome also I've got a mind out of my mind Oh I been up so once you love Either Moscone, boy that's your low Boy let us do what she like Kikeraimis Jerusalem Il al alum, asrahum Jehovia alam Slash ey lovey Steve link some praises tooled to the king of Jesus I'm the perfect lover, I got out it A girl might still try to this real aye I'm the only only god of Israel and also everywhere With the purples drink And the supernatural being Supernaturals be kings and queens yea With the purples drink And the supernatural being You done run in light At the shining light With the purples drink And the supernatural being Supernaturals be kings and queens yea With the purples drink And the supernatural being You done run in light At the shining light A will to chill with Ill Bill Aus Songtexte Mania