| You took half of the blood and put it in basins
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| And half of the-half of the blood you sprinkled on the altar
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| You took the book and read in the audience of the people and they said
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| Yo my present self still looking for shit that my past self feeling old
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| And my future self is iconic as musical formats grow oh
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| I’m a download or a Livestream in a playlist of a time beam
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| Is it my dream to spit thoughts to a rhyme scheme, definitely
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| Effortlessly, used to getting attention and everyone noticing me
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| Usually off in the negative sense, it never makes sense, so what will it be
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| Subject of ridicule, fuck being penniless in the dumps, lost, pitiful
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| Rather be the greatest, pay attention, get an ear and an eyeful
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| Reload like a rifle, gotta be dumb sharp by 2020 like a hawk do
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| Even blind man, he’ll smell all the shit that I listen and walk through
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| Off the rails bro, on a razor’s edge, on a bad day, I could use a friend
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| Still I bottle up feelings all again, never let 'em in, never not again
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| I’m a lost soul and the world, turned to a shithole
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| And I still know, that you still hoe
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| That we don’t sing, and we might flow
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| And I instinct, a survival
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| Being enough to keep us alive though
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| Cause my enemies die slow when we rise up
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| So say it, my Bible
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| And you don’t want my pain
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| And you don’t feel the same
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| That’s how my life is over
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| I’ma be a motherfucking soldier
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| Fucking on the Bible, I’m a motherfucking monster
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| I’ma keep on killing shit, it really ain’t a problem
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| Pages out the bible, I ignite, a fire starter
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| You’re looking for the smoke, well I got some
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| Put that on the bible, shark tank but survive though
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| I could be kid’s idol as Iso, no typos
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| In the rain but my eyes closed
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| I’m on nitro, Alucard on my maestro
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| When I bite those with a tight flow
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| Fake figures gon' die slow
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| Sick jab, I’ma fight those
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| When they speak, I’ma spite those
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| Lame ones, I just spice those
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| With the hail, really I know
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| Me and Twiztid on sight though
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| Flows cold, nigga ice cold
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| When I maneuver these pipes those
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| I can really put it on the Bible
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| Who am I though
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| Ressurected gotta tidal
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| Moonwalking like I’m Michael
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| I’m a psycho, can’t really put me in the psychol
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| Gotta vice though, when the light throw
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| With the white folk, I can really go to get the pipe bomb
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| Got the diesel on me for the strike code when I knife 'em
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| Man I might just get a knife cause I don’t like ya
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| With my criminal element, find me a reason to leave ya body bleeding lifeless
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| Bitch I been burning the spike yes
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| Cheater keep me up on my buzz
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| Eat a dick if you despise us
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| Fuck all of you social media disguisers
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| I give 'em one fucking time for the real G’s spitting
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| Two fucking nine’s and some ammunition
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| Three fucking seconds till you hear me licking shots off
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| For fucking really though, how you gonna stop 'em
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| Tear me apart? |
| Yeah, well if you come at me you better hope that you ain’t
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| scared of the dark
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| Yeah, I been on my job, I’m ripping apart them bitches who talk shit
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| I’m picking 'em off, I’m spitting the rock, I hope for anybody getting involved
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| I reload my shit and get rid of 'em all
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| And you don’t want my pain
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| And you don’t feel the same
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| That’s how my life is over
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| I’ma be a motherfucking soldier
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| Fucking on the Bible, I’m a motherfucking monster
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| I’ma keep on killing shit, it really ain’t a problem
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| Pages out the bible, I ignite, a fire starter
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| You’re looking for the smoke, well I got some
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| Here we go, I got another one
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| Me and my brother ain’t looking for nothing for anyone
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| Keep it a 100, well I got a 100 people all gunning for us on the regular
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| I’m running 'em all like a temperature
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| Ain’t in the ground like a house in development
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| All of 'em said they were better but under the punches they couldn’t keep up
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| with the pressure
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| Alien message or Midas if I just really hated my message
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| You wasting your time and your effort
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| And this ain’t a lesson, no being is centered
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| But I get attention whenever I enter cause I’m from another dimension
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| And we never mention you fucking pretenders
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| I’d rather remember the people who matter (people who matter)
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| Feel like a batter, I’m so pissed but you assholes full of hoe shit
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| Is it a black rose, if you know it is, I’m in attack mode with a lotus
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| You’re the GOAT holmes where the go gets
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| You’re a knee scrape, I’m a throat slit
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| We don’t need brakes, living hopeless
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| Got a street mind like I’m homeless
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| And you don’t want my pain
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| And you don’t feel the same
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| That’s how my life is over
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| I’ma be a motherfucking soldier
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| Fucking on the Bible, I’m a motherfucking monster
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| I’ma keep on killing shit, it really ain’t a problem
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| Pages out the bible, I ignite, a fire starter
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| You’re looking for the smoke, well I got some
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| And you don’t want my pain
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| And you don’t feel the same
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| That’s how my life is over
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| I’ma be a motherfucking soldier
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| I’ma be a motherfucking soldier
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| I’ma be a motherfucking soldier |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Bible, artist - Twiztid. Album song Mad Season, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп