| My baby, why?
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| (Oh yea)
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| No, no, no
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| (We're in your kingdom, oh lordy. oh lordy, that’s alright)
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| Watch your back
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| (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before)
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| Maccabean empire, Masada beloved
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| (Was it in a dream?, When an angel closed my eyes and I saw)
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| Daddy Rose the God
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| (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before)
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| Maccabean scholar
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| (Was it in a dream? When an angel closed my eyes and I saw)
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| Holy scriptures, the state’s prosecutors study Leonardo’s pictures
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| All fraud from the renaissance age
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| Unfold the page, Golden Gates turn to rust
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| Man controlled like a puppet, the Earth is center stage
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| I’ve been deceived by modern day Eve with a weave
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| Poison me with lust from venom, ever since she was made
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| From the rib cage, in a world of theatrics
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| Same wantin new Babylon, the Mac spits
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| Rose remain deep, like the masters who crafted ecclesiastics
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| Telepathics, communicate by telegraphics
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| Bomb and corrupt Catholics
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| Tie 'em to the stake like Joan of Arc then burn 'em to ashes
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| Hard rush when I catch slavery flashes
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| Been born again like Paul on his way to Demascus
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| Any questions? |
| Just ask us
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| Standin' on the four corners of the Earth
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| Four kings, 8 wings, black halos, son we got 'em
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| Direct from Hell’s bottom, ridin on a pale horse
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| With a sword in my hand, comin to destroy Sadaam
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| (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before)
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| (Was it in a dream?)
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| Palms up nigga, palms up nigga
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| Head down nigga, head down nigga
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| (When an angel closed my eyes and I saw)
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| Face the east nigga, face the east nigga
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| (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before)
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| Then pray my nigga, pray my nigga
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| (Was it in a dream?)
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| Palms up nigga, palms up nigga
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| Head down nigga, head down nigga
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| (When an angel closed my eyes and I saw)
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| Face the east nigga, face the east nigga
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| Then pray my nigga, pray my nigga
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| Sauldin Rose, alias in me and Maccabees
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| My faculties stuck up jewels, 4 different diamonds
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| I rock jewels, run up in your temple for manuals
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| Annual bangouts from Jericho to New Jerus'
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| I walk through my hood like Christ with my apostles
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| Thief in the night, niggas watch my light reflect through my ice
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| The flame in my eyes, Gabriel’s blood on my wings
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| Seven fold solo man, Eloheim crowned king
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| I walk through the desert, the Lord is my shepherd
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| I steppeth in the name of my father to pharoahs and fiends
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| Feed independence, I be the black stone in a column
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| My Mac-11 scope the seventh pope of Romaness scholars
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| My throne, is seated in soul, a sembiance placed in mine
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| The breath of life, livin spirit, now my soul embrace the knowledge
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| As I step in light, while the thug in me is chasin shine
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| I rise above the low and have the heat at guys takin up space of mine
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| Yo, yo, yo, ayo
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| Yo
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| Black posse, clap guns at the anarchy
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| White man in the van watch me
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| Video cams is in the lobby
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| We change skin tones like chameleons so they can’t spot me
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| Runnin out the buildin, cops shot me
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| I played dead on the ground like you cowards got me
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| Until I heard the engine of my man’s Kawasaki
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| I raised off the ground mad cocky
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| He shot past it and snatched my body
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| We cocked a shottie, popped three at the swat team
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| The black helicopters swoopin down, flashin (What? What? What?)
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| Thousand volt watt beams, watchin on TV screens
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| Streets are flooded by the Neo-Nazis
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| That’s when Gabriel gave me shells
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| Then I load my automatic and I blaze the world
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| Fuck this world and everything in it
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| I ain’t gonna stop until my job is finished
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| And my words are infinite
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| My life is governed by a higher force
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| Sometimes I think I’ll end up like Christ and die on a cross
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| The sacrifice, close my eyes and the fire come forth
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| Start spazzin then I blackout, I’m grabbin my Mac
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| Clap at the dragon, the beast, that paddin my streets
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| It’s organized in the hood where we gaggin police
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| I wake up stabbin my sheets, see the monster grabbin my feet
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| Pullin me beneath, havin a head like Bill Gates
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| With a mouth full of platinum teeth
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| Imagine my grief, I’m gaspin, blastin my heat
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| The assassins
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| (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before)
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| (Was it in a dream?)
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| Palms up nigga, palms up nigga
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| Head down nigga, head down nigga
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| (When an angel closed my eyes and I saw)
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| Face the east nigga, face the east nigga
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| (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before)
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| Then pray my nigga, pray my nigga
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| (Was it in a dream?)
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| Palms up nigga, palms up nigga
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| Head down nigga, head down nigga
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| (When an angel closed my eyes and I saw)
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| Face the east nigga, face the east nigga
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| Then pray my nigga, pray my nigga
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| (Have I seen you somewhere before, my sisters?
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| Through a mangy rain, save the king of us
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| Let’s get rid of the different but the sands the same and they remain
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| We’re an pain and we’re here to save all that man has done
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| Cuz the most high told us this is all for us |