| I slaughtered and slaughtered, then fathered the father of Hiram
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| Enhance him, I’m Brody and all of the strongest of gaijin
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| I walk on the water and fall in the Czarkham asylum
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| Mind of Einstein combined with the heart of a lion
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| How you think the social media equal to grinding?
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| I ain’t playing with you people, 'cause people is dying
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| Leave this motherfucker leaking, don’t even revive him
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| Not standing for truth, cause the e-equal is lying
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| Refer to the murder of herd as no longer adjacent
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| I’ll turn this gray man cave to a burgundy basement
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| Refer to the word of the Earth as the perfect displacement
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| Chief black Thunderbird is no longer a Mason
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| How you call yourself God when you talk like a vagrant?
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| Put your hand on the Qur’an and then alter your statement
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| Rhyme cheetah, swine eater, he calling for bacon
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| I be in Saks Fifth, having this all for the taking
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| I keep a couple ratchets in the Louis duffle
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| I keep a hundred racks inside the Louis duffle
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| I run inside of Saks and got the Louis duffle
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| The Book of Law, .44 in the Louis duffle
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| You keep the truth from a thinker and he find it regardless
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| The only son of Osiris was resigned to the Godless
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| The master was teacher and teacher, the father of time
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| You know what happened to the seven MCs in the line?
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| You could call it proficiency or call it design
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| You could call it a gift in me or call it a shrine
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| You could call it malignancy, the thought of you dying
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| I pray to God that he christen me and offer the wine
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| The mental, the father, supporter that follow the craft
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| The end of the honor, the order of Solomon’s wrath
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| The sender, the armor, the slaughter, the fall of Shahbaz
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| The lender, the ender, the fallen, the fall of the crash
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| He knew that he would be murdered, so he went to Tibet
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| They hid a personal word in the T-Temple of Set
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| There’s an unholy clutch in the fifth and the four
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| Superhuman intelligent prediction of war
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| I keep a couple ratchets in the Louis duffle
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| I keep a hundred racks outside the Louis duffle
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| I run inside of Saks and got the Louis duffle
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| The book of Law, .44 in the Louis duffle
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| Die motherfucker die, die motherfucker die
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| Die motherfucker die, die motherfucker die
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| Yeah, yeah, listen
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| I will utter the things
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| Which have been kept secret from the foundation of the world
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| There is nothing buried that will not be raised up
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| I am God, I am the monster
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| My son is the father and the father is my son
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| Marciano, Raise the gates |