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Yeah Return your mother fucking soul before my next blunt gets rolled i eat you mother fuckers whole before the blood gets cold truth be told you talk like you two years old same shit you wanna hold like the purest of gold when my rhyme begins everything on your mind ends eat slime from the vines like vitamins every message from allah's like medicine everyone of them could purify the devils sins fuckin' fool, you probably flunked preschool we ain't equals, i ain't readable you're one step above your own mother feeding you unbelievable, dumb enough to be illegal you couldn't get this high without a fucking needle and a fucking supply to fry three people motherfuckers deserve they ugly ass heads hung only good fucking devils are dead ones [chorus] i got nothing but hate for you fakes that be all in my face for your snakes that's invadin' my space nothin's ever gonna ease my head except seeing you dead can't sleep 'till you niggas is dead Songtextethere's nothing but hate for you fakes that be all in my face jealous niggas be wantin' my place and i won't eat untill you mother fuckers is dead can't sleep 'till you niggas is dead I'm busting right out the creases fuck your white jesus you're blinded by the light of deceivers and disbelievers the real truth right in front of you i am everyone and none of you, i gave my only begotten son to you return to earth as a person only to see you mouth snickers running from the serpent blind and dumb, i'll rhyme 'till the devils rule is done allah see's a liar and a fool as one raise the holy flag, place me near the presidents craft i'll be riding to iran with his head in a bag niggas know it's all until you dead and done with the head's hunted, 'till i'm signing your death warrant holding myself down on the black side yall stay on that side, i'm a piece of god magnified fucking truth, never needs to be advertised you could learn fucking that [?] [chorus] The power that i hold in my hand could fold a frying pan the air and sand do as i command and if i want the night to last acrossed the sky mass the clouds won't even allow light to pass my crew keep alien roots inside glass fold trees, and dutch masks, flu [?] a must have like my dagger and cloak and red streaks of blood on my white lab coat a virgins first vote, to have her pole she crept over to my crib after church broke since, we ain't spoke, but i hit it dumb ways the unsaved, some days i don't bathe unphased by the light, scorching flame tears form from the ice drippin' off your brain even if you cry it won't soften the pain your heart is dead, you should go and get your coffin framed [chorus x 2] Aus Songtexte Mania