| Never doubt your God, children singing songs about Jihad
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| Explosions that blow cars over buildings from afar
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| We the children of a bloodstained revolution
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| Gun bang, forever shoot and run fam, get your Uzi love thing
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| Retribution Timberland boots, leather gooses
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| In the undisclosed black bulletproof with the extra shooter
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| Bought a box of banana clips from these anarchists
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| Like Tim Osman commanding the ship on dialysis
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| More pain more gain, 9/11 was a war game
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| More enemies, more friends, more fame
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| Listen to propaganda cock the hammer
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| We can stop a man but how do you destroy an army that’s a phantom?
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| How do you kill a militia that’s invisible?
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| Mystical, peep what official pistols do, kid we invincible
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| How do you stop the unstoppable, unkillable?
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| The salvation of God, now sit back and listen to the song y’all
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| I heard children sing Allahu Akhbar in Turkey
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| One had a Russian AK, dirty Iverson jersey
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| I don’t know if it made me proud or if it disturbed me
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| I guess it’s not as bad as kids being fucked by the clergy
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| Kufi on, Glock cocked moving through the palace
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| A dead Kennedy in California Über Alles
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| I’ll drink a quart of virgin blood inside a Buddha chalice
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| I took the head off a Kennedy from the roof in Dallas
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| Yeah I wish that Ron Paul ran again
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| If not then I’mma have to take the lead like Jeff Hanneman
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| (Seasons of the abyss) y’all falling for the trap again
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| .38 leave your fucking body like a mannequin
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| Yeah if Billy blast at you I blast with him
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| We don’t live in a republic, it’s just fascism
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| The Louvre isn’t a museum, it’s a glass prison
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| Fuck a class system, listen to the song y’all |