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The circle of bones has been sealed,
Prepared for these most ancient rites.
Three virgin cunts arrested by chains,
Gut them like pigs,
Let their
And a seat by my 
Cradle with 

My mother the war 

Forsaken vigil 
Three years each tour 
Hands of God enfold him 
Prayed mother of the war 
Haunt
went bezerk, it's like clockwork 

Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort 

Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse 

French
my evolution
Let my existence fries
Blood is mixing tears
Still the silence reduce my breath
The rage rebounds in fear

Choose your death! [X 3]
Of The Earth To Kill By Sword,
Famine And Plagues And By The Wild Beasts Of The Earth
Seal V
I Saw Those Who Had Been Slain Because Of The Word Of God
And I
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers

Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
Angelina. Oh, Angelina

I see pieces of men marching; trying to take heaven by force
I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse
In God's
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
cried "My God
My partner has been killed"
I propped him by an ol' jack pine
And swore a solemn vow
"Lookout Henry Walker
It's you and me right now"
it, you bit it"
"Tell these niggas somethin', God"

What, yo
I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars
Tatted on they arms, pimp
went bezerk, it's like clockwork 

Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort 

Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse 

French
went bezerk, it's like clockwork 

Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort 

Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse 

French
I'm losing my religion
Thank God
I prayed about my decision
How odd
For the man with the mic
To be the man all his life
While Christ-like
attention
It seems like we're more concerned with being called racist
Than we actually are with racism
I've heard that silences are action and God knows
I been in this game for years, it made me a animal
It's rules to this shit, I wrote me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man

So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
on his break and the dogs are chained by the wire
Three figures come out from behind the cranes
Make across the train tracks
Climb aboard a Panamanian
remember the night
I covered myself with baby powder, so my black ass could be light
Cause God is white, and Bo Derek is a ten
I hate my black skin, it's
went bezerk, it's like clockwork 

Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort 

Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse 

French
The brides of sin are wed
Their price, nine holy heads
White marble walls bleed red

Fuck the Bastards

Come on...

God's creation - all must see
delegates and panelists all representin they nationalism
And the battle inches on, every section separated
By eth-nic features decorated veterans deliverin
Present the spirits of foreverdark woods

We rest by the fire, the shadows come to life by its light
Three brothers, sons of white wolf, observed by
"One two three four five six seven eight nine"

Uhh, it's the ten crack commandments
What, uhh, uhh
Nigga can't tell me nothin bout this coke,
The debris gathers
Time starts to shiver
By heart's blood 

If I dissolve into your body
If I hoped to find
White light in your soul
If together we fall
I remind you 
Of scars only seen by God,
Who keeps account of each souls pain 
By weighing the bags that have grown so big,
They almost block my