| I make you bleed with knives
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| I was born with all-seeing eyes
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| I can snatch a rapper’s heart before it even dies
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| The caveman still believe in lies
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| You don’t want no blood or no beef like you was Vegan Reich
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| You like to sleep with guys
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| You a gay maggot
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| Listening to fucking B2K faggot
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| Go to raves faggot
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| Put a hole in your heart
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| Destroy everything that you know and you thought
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| Destroy everything in Babylon
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| You fucking fake rap, I hate rap cause you babble on
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| You fucking fags are gone, I’m a hate monger
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| That’s reason why you talking to the jake longer
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| Put the snakes on you, let you die there
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| And who gave you the fucking impression that I care?
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| I can thrive here, but I choose to die
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| On a fucking steady diet of booze and lye!
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| I’m the type to take it there, buck shots and start wilin'
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| Toss up the challenge, fuck the profilin'
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| It’s the age of the sacred terror
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| A communist revolutionary Che Guevara
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| Take your cheddar, take everything that you care for
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| Murder everybody that’s what they was there for
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| And therefore you getting wet from the heat
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| Take the food from your plate, ain’t letting you eat
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| Ain’t letting you do nothing that I don’t want you to
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| You a crumb and that’s why I like to fuck with you
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| I don’t care about anybody except me
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| Until my main man Mafia is set free
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| You waiting for the revolution to start
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| But you ain’t on the frontlines taking two in the heart
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| Elusively smart, that’s why I hide from the feds
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| Jason Voorhees style, 5 severed heads
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| 5 corpses, 5 state troopers dead
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| Lickin shots in they face till the Ruger’s red
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| If you serve God for money, you serve the devil
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| Claim to been in war, never heard the metal
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| Yeah, never even been in combat
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| Never even felt the supreme love from a warm gat
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| I’m on another plane
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| You can stand in front of your fam
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| But I’m shootin right through your mother frame
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| I got knuckle game, but I don’t use that
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| Fuck a fair one, where the two-twos at?
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| Where the nitrous oxide and balloons at?
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| Where my motherfucking Uncle Howie goons at?
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| This for everybody holding hammers
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| If you coming to our shows and you go bananas
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| And holding banners in support of Mumia Jamal
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| Run up on you fuckin pigs with the heaters n' all
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| I’m decieving the law, thats what I’m here for
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| The reason why I’m drinkin all the fucking beer for |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Age of Sacred Terror , by - Jedi Mind Tricks. Song from the album Legacy Of Blood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп