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Old 12-20-2010, 09:56 PM   #3603
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the hypnotic turmoil coming soon olives surround my entrance
throwing daggers from a distance kush loads are lifted
quanity is quality so bogus bags will have your internals shifted
don't eat steak poisoned by the poisner the hitman's gifted
retire know the fire(blaow) release the cash cow
roll it up with my grass pals fiends hit em off for half down
back up pack up and flee the fire-storm mentality
smooth intent determines the size of the dents
Crazy caliber spits sporadik so recent
Tell it right off the gallons iv'e grafted mic's
gung-ho gun-roll a shogun gruesome life
show you the dueces true to the game trueces
seargeants fire on attorney doofus
generate the death rate with radical nooses
set on the path of Judas,
I can only foresee a black future for these sad sheep
following their cash feet
I give them happiness and relief for their last freedoms
their blood feeds my drums and beats,
in my kingdom the dumb speak and become too large to see
my currency is red rum and belief,
they come to me willingly and lay their souls on my sheets
displayed in prose for the streets,
my cornerstones are greed, lust and gluttony
so much is done for the double-headed coin of love and green
envy and deceit are plentiful, all are welcome to reap freely
in an ill treaty I was bound to walk all Earths and seas,
given birth to disease I served as adviser of foreign kings
sworn to secrecy,
my sword swings are born of an in-bred form of familiarity
lord of men and their shared seed,
I bare teeth against torches and ropes swinging
my rotting corpse twitches in a sulfuric and roaring breeze....
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weep for lost babylon,
the bleeding god, the forgotten sheep slaughtered in a forest of evil fog
bordered by a sea of faults,
fleeing mobs turn to see the holocaust and become kings and queens of salt
screaming shots, police and chalk,
wingless fallen demons walking among us as people...

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