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[Jus I toxins Drunk off blood dead cops and The watchman, kill us in this maze we locked in Side Cobra Clutch, truth can sober us Wild we know there's no Jehovah watching over us Only 10 percent that's us Try to take our souls from us, while the patrolling us Caged in we break barriers, to new areas the pits and chariots out the barriers Jus don't make threats your fuckin' necks clipped Had you speakin' the alphabet me is def not repeated or done twice I laugh as I cast the first at Christ Joint in ace bands, you move to Graceland and spray then, bury flesh in wasteland you Inject you with the pegs Indent your forehead with hot Whether in the of the dead Or in the Zions Allah stay chasin' dough wild lions. tearin' your flesh we unfed Flyin' through, birds we takin' your daily bread
[Excerpt from "Greater Love" by Wilfred