| I am not human flesh
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| The waist line where the Ruger rests
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| I take Jesus Christ and rob him of his Jewishness
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| There’s nothing anything or anyone can do to test
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| I live inside a jungle all I need is fruit that’s fresh
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| Can’t nobody find me I define elusiveness
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| I’m in the darkness in the dungeon where Medusa’s kept
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| I’ll aim a shotty at your body shoot it through your chest
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| And I’ll take a second to remind you of your gruesome death
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| It ain’t a question I don’t have to prove I’m best
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| I’ve been rhymin' since the fuckin prime of Ricky Rubin’s best
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| I wouldn’t come against the army that’s a losing bet
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| I’ll throw your motherfuckin body off the roof and jet
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| I’ll throw a left hook. |
| It ain’t a fuckin' tooth that’s left
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| Your body bloodier and holier than Buddha’s breath
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| I ain’t fuckin' around with ya’ll I’m like a dude possessed
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| We rockin' crowds in Philadelphia then Bucharest
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| It’s World War and for me the German Luger’s best
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| I like the way it kick back and what it do to flesh
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| Ayo! |
| Jus Allah let em know why you the best
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| This is closure verse it’s over cousin you is next
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| Before you come to bed
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| Shut the light, turn the shrunken head
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| Soon enough you’ll adjust, learn to love the dead
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| The color red, bloodshed
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| Stuff you dread, cut the thread
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| What’s ahead will be tough to tread
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| I am unkept, unread, underfed
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| Unsung, unaccredited, unsaid, unedited, defective, unaccepted
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| Don’t expect to see the motherfuckin' unexpected
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| May as well pave yourself the way to Hell
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| The spell: pace your self, rearrange yourselves
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| May you live to say the story made to tell
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| Make your faith in prayer great enough to break their spell
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| I’m obsessed with watching deaths, rotting flesh
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| I’m refreshed by the process, I relent
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| Kill the cross-wearers, kill their Pallbearers
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| Being soft on terror makes coffin sharers
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| Smelt a dead mans odor, I ran over
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| Like a cat at the sound of a can opener
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| Put you in the land, push a pile of sand over
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| Give your family no closure, shows over |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blue Steel , by - Jus Allah. Song from the album Ritual of Battle, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп