| My religious beliefs are to kill snitches and any bitches that beef
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| Your grill in stitches, get buried inside a ditch in your briefs
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| Life is enslavement and suffering, crazy snuffings, attacks
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| Overdosing like David Ruffin, craving, puffing some crack
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| Hell is endless and friendless to the Hitlers, Mengeles, and Himmlers
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| Mangled, ripped to pieces by characters like Pinhead, no forgiveness
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| Reincarnated as God and Satan, logical psycho sadist
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| My cadence hits like razorblade tips or when Vader invaded
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| Corresponding with demons, bonded in blood
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| Like the Ugandan president Idi genocide like Rwandans in bondage
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| Divine comedy, mind lobotomy, do the math like Ptolemy
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| A bloodbath, you’re split in half, dichotomy
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| The honorable, horrible, incorrigible, adorable death oracle
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| Beautiful like a funeral floral, you heard the stories: Murdering for glory
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| Sent to purgatory for doing something perverted and gory
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| When your heart won’t beat, your eyes go black
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| There’s a light in the tunnel and you can’t turn back
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| Your friends can’t save you, your family’s gone
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| You’re waiting on your judgment at the foot of the throne
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| Will you beg for some mercy? |
| Will you cop some pleas?
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| Will you stand on your own or get down on your knees?
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| Will your angels release you from where demons dwell?
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| Will you make it into Heaven or go right back to Hell?
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| Only time will tell, only time will tell
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| Only time will tell, only time will tell
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| I fall upon my knees like, «Lord forgive me»
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| Out of the commandments I’ve broken ten out of ten now
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| Blasphemy passed to me because now Satan’s my pen pal
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| Part of me Asmodeus, the other side is an evangelist
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| God gave me melodious but I’m sick, psycho, and scandalous
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| Outbursts like bismillah, hallelujah
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| On the other hand I lust for flesh in my quest for gouda
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| Shaboobalaboopy time, I choose and the coochie’s mine
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| My booze through the nine and I ooze at a groupie dime
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| I threw B-signs, but the Cs got more patnas
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| Everything dead, blasting at peep ma poor patois
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| Trying to bring you peace but the beast brings forth kaka
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| I really feel like I hate you but it’s eep opp ork ah-ah
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| You don’t know what that means? |
| Then ask Jet Screamer
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| Trash that lingers will cause the enemies to blast that femur
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| Only time will tell if I crash between her
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| God forgive me, I’m torn because I’m an angel
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| With a crass demeanor
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| When your heart won’t beat, your eyes go black
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| There’s a light in the tunnel and you can’t turn back
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| Your friends can’t save you, your family’s gone
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| You’re waiting on your judgment at the foot of the throne
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| Will you beg for some mercy? |
| Will you cop some pleas?
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| Will you stand on your own or get down on your knees?
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| Will your angels release you from where demons dwell?
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| Will you make it into Heaven or go right back to Hell?
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| Only time will tell, only time will tell
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| Only time will tell, only time will tell
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| For whom the bells toll, it’s the clock, tick tick tick
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| The truth is the future is now
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| How many lifetimes have I taken you through in this hour?
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| I trust nobody cause Babylon destroyed my uncle
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| So many lessons I’ve applied to my life that taught me to function
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| In this hell on the earth the dark clouds have silver linings
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| Until the lightning strikes down upon the unrighteous and frightening
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| The non-believers like eighty year old atheists on their death bed
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| Crying and begging for forgiveness from God
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| Atrocities committed against mankind
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| Monstrosities that span time leaving impressions of hatred in man’s mind
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| Don’t let time trap you, it’s vital that you realize that there’s a new
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| beginning
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| At the ending of the hour of reprisal |