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[Vinnie
I was Albert Eiensteins mind, I was Italy's fine
I was with God when he defined time
I was there when the first let off
There when they cut Charles head off
when the CIA battled the crack
And the tradgedy and of Jeranamo Pratt
Punch a faggot til his nose bleed
Dead'em all then I escape in chevy
I merk wisdom, spit a dart at you to hurt your wisdom
Put you in the worst position in a turkish
Yeah... and my is to waste y'all
And cover your body with like a baseball
I lace y'all with the word of the sword
And leaving you bleeding in a ditch while you the lord
You to be mauled by an army of bees
another faggot dead in his army fatigues

[Vinnie
Fuck ya crucifix, your and its uselessness
propaganda is more wickeder than luciphers
Islamic scientists predicted the computer
I spit a rap at you to rock you like lips
You fucking goons are sick, and can see that
and y'all are my sons Ebrahim and Eshak
So lets take a walk through the tivest
I'm the diven of the light and the sound
I'm the sublime with the right to the crown
I'm the divine and I'm striking you down
So I my kin to attack the beast
For trying to hide me from the 4th book of
You wack MC's catch a hook to the
y'all don't know about the tibetan book of the dead
You know about anything that's important
About the dead sea scrolls in Jordan
About the way that you conduct in Satan's wratch
But I don't fuck with you, you walking down the path

Paz]
I'm a swordsmen, the apocolypse
What makes me smile is misfortune
I like to see your body in flames
I to see a part of your brain auctioned
I to see inside of your main organs
I like to see inside of your veins
I beauty in another's pain
I find beauty in the spirit of god but I don't fuckin'
I find in torture
My thoughts are too pure for the human mind to
Its called God
Its a level beyond the marred thoughtlessness
I ready for the combat
While the praying and they wondering where they god at..
I stay ready for the
While the ignorant praying and they wondering they god at