| He who drink blood from the Nile hate the taste
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| Seen a nun take a demon dick straight to the face
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| Seen my uncle cook crack like he baking a cake
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| Matter fact baked brownies with a eight of the shake
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| Russel Simmons signed the Beastie Boys high on woolas
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| Rick Rubin was high too when Rick The Ruler was a shooter
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| Cuban link cable hanging lower than the table
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| My goons flip you’ll be handing over all the paper
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| Gymnastic flip coke and murder weapons
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| Savages make your bitch blow the german shepherd
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| Renegades of doom Supercoven shoot you mother
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| Gucci jumper Uzi dumper Uzis under 'zuzi bumpers
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| Kalashnikovs under camouflage, grafting of the fluoride
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| True and living human God, shooter squads
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| Oracle like a Futura' mural
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| Never taking shorts, cause Brooklyn’s always the borough
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| Egyptian Moses 24 karat king tut piece
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| Fuck the Police Righteousness versus lust and deceit
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| Enough ice to manifest Christ like dust in the weed
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| Rest in peace Uncle Howie
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| Rest in peace Sean P
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| Egyptian Moses 24 karat king tut piece
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| Fuck the Police Righteousness versus lust and deceit
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| Enough ice to manifest Christ like dust in the weed
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| Rest in peace Uncle Howie
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| Rest in peace Sean P
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| My goons corrupt like carpenter’s union down to construction
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| Oven trusted you wrapped in the carpet tied with your lungs busted
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| ?gripe warnings of god protective of vets?
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| Fertilized flesh left you with the burgundy vest
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| Surgeon Koresh carverners can’t determine your sex
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| The soul arrest rest no sweat we bury pussies in warchests
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| Forty tubes emerge from your neck you ain’t a soldier yet
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| The P96 got me holding all the soviets
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| Tooth and Nail encrypted bones where the evil roam
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| Im sipping vino, guns up sleeves like the Gambino home
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| My synagouge invert the priest until his wig is gone
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| Incinerated my hearts winter like a simple bomb
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| Artillery like pakistani tecs with the hidden charm
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| Doctor giggles chemical agents with the kitchen arms
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| They call me «Pyrex guns», from reps on the stove
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| Like Perry King from Riptide throw coke on the boats
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| When I walk into the room y’all better switch your demeanor
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| Or your team getting washed like a trip to the cleaner
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| It was love when I pit my first clip in a nina
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| And my dunny flip birds like he giving the finger
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| And this ain’t nothing lightweight this is a code red
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| This batiman family left him alone dead
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| How you gonna say that you eat when there’s no bread
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| I’m dressed to kill in all black like the phone dead
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| Isaac 14:21, it’s a slaughtering
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| God made a firmament, astrological origin
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| A younger God asked me to interpret the Quran for him
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| He told me that the smokeless flame of fire had tortured him
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| Pour some fucking goose, get Billie some Bob Marley
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| Or we gon' pop out in the dark like surprise parties
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| Extended clips they gon' give me like five extra
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| Make Salat, beam on the Glock and apply pressure |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Egyptian Moses , by - Heavy Metal Kings. Song from the album Black God White Devil, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп