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Ikon x2] we mics, and blast too precise and laugh as we cast the first at Christ
[Jus we born builders, as takes it's toll of the seven, embrace my soul transported off the planet, by a supreme and to return on the day of Pentecost I bisect the between Heaven and Earth and scramble messages from God into your deception, your perception my outshines the other colors in the spectrum the brethren, I cease the corps we follow street laws, in Beast Wars the visionary bombs, military arms aimed at motherfucker with pitchfork and horns I sent throughout the galaxy to cause and ice, like Flames in Calgary trapped in, the core of corruption left a fossil, in my path of
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[Hook- x2] we smash mics, and blast too and laugh as we cast the first at Christ
I am the man who lives above the force of and evil [Jus the man that handed down the to give to my people live laws of bald eagle [Jus there's no get with the trenchcoat killers in Colorado [Jus blazin spark, feeling certain my are marked live a life conflicts with the ways I'm taught fuck it, we it hardcore, raw and ragged ya team must be they balls, like a faggot [Jus I with the light and gave sight to the sages black ink contained to write on white pages you're sliced [Jus to a massacre Jedi Mind, bombin moves like John Africa Allah] we at ya the is the bomber [Jus we as we protected by God's armor
[Hook- x2] we mics, and blast too precise and laugh as we cast the first at Christ