| The motherfucking Cult Leader is back
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| The Hour of Reprisal is here
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| Billy Idol put the nine to your ear
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| The all-time grimiest, I’m the nuclear truth
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| I let black market plutonium loose in the booth
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| My beats kick you dead in your face, loosen your tooth
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| I’ll be creeping up on you like a deuce-deuce in a boot
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| Trust nobody, homeboys will change on you
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| Stab you in the back, pull the twelve gauge on you
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| I’ve been involved in epic battles and holy wars
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| No remorse, quiet money, private benjamins like Goldie Hawn
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| Most religions sleep underneath a soldier’s corpse
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| Chopped them in half, used them a source of warmth
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| Seven eyes, seven horns, secret wars
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| Jesus walks across troubled water bleeding from his palms
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| His feet, eyes, ears, nose, his crown, his mouth
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| Eventually stopped talking when they cut his tongue out
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| Trust nobody, no way, no how, never
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| Trust nobody, no shit, homie, don’t you ever
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| Trust nobody, no way, no how, never
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| Trust nobody, trust nobody
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| The person you least expected to cut your throat
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| Will be the first creep directing a gun at your dome
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| I’ve seen brother kill brother for the love of the dollar
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| They turned snakes on each other like my mother and father
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| I beat everything, every angle, every agenda
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| Many pretenders attempt to enter my presence
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| And test the intelligence level
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| Remove the head of the devil
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| I don’t even trust God, I think I’m going to hell
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| It’s a cold world, I don’t trust religion
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| I don’t trust the police nor the justice system
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| I don’t like doctors, lawyers, or politicians
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| I don’t like liars, it was deception that ruined Non Phixion
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| I pray for peace but always stay prepared for war
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| Destroy you if you push me up against the wall
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| I seen it all, everyone of y’all love to conduct schemes
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| Trust nobody, homie, don’t even trust me |