Lyrics:
the harvest is cut down.
Through Cropredy in Oxfordshire the Cherwell takes its course
And the willows weep into its waters clear
My name it is Will Tims
this time
We're waiting for the moment when
"Eat my flesh and drink my blood" will
Be the words that do him in
We can't allow such blasphemy
He's hard
how much I had in store
Nuclear beams that made the universe die
It crumbled from too much power, and now, so will I
I've crashed all the way down
sight of this fact"
The last line of defense
"When it comes to blood and rap, it's lyrical combat"
The last line of defense
"Evidence" "Don't ever lose
belongs
You can't operate under the power of the blood of Jesus and become a victim on the earth
He said when I see the blood, I will pass over you
This
of what I may lose for you
A loss of your power and the hell I bring
A platter of shards and built bricks are my aim
I don't like to invest I'd rather
They want my blood, I can't snooze
No kids in this game, we play by man rules
Caught slippin', better have on your dance shoes
Or get dusted off by
Well I wrote your name on this guitar pick
In hopes that you'd hear my song
I will write it in a song
The power of song
This isn't some stupid game
I'm selling drugs 'cause I keep my chain hangin'
All I speak is loyalty it be my love language
Power and respect it be my motivation
I scream Mint
the property
There was no one walking alongside, it was just me
I had the power to defend both Ozzy and his creed
Then Deron responded by asking me defiantly
“Is
of damnation
Satan spat at 'em, flat out disgraced 'em
He want my blood, why me?
Why not the fake who deserve death, man?
Fuck it, I'll take one
'Cause stop
gender is fierce yet fair
Suppressed for our sexuality, Feared for sake of sin
The female sexuality will help you rise, Feel its power deep within
Never
plotting change
By force of hand
Ever so vengeful
And nothing to lose
Drop the hammer
Raise your weapon
Let the people take the power
Rebelion takes from thy
Okay
How far will it go?
I'm not sure - that's for sure
Not at all, not anymore
Thoughts under control
Maybe overthinking was killing me?
Or maybe my
you'll be sitting on your ass
Watching us put up our plaques and driving cars you'll never have
We the kings the kings are back it be Zip upon the track
Your mind fried and body possessed
By the higher powers that keep us stressed
Making it seem like we're the threat
Like we're just off some meds
Have no
three(bah)
Saved by the blood
And ain't it from me
You know what I mean
Its that wicked wicked
Sorcery
These niggas never heard of me
I'm in da cut like
Anybody see that?
Everybody miss it cos he's black
How many atrocities does it take
To take the power back
Knowledge aint power
It's money
are ready
We are linde up
Our sword are going to bathed in blood
We will get it
For our freedom
We´re not going to lose
We will never
Be surrender
Our
rebound and I block out
A no hitter Nigga nothings sweeter
Than the opposition when it drops out
Like Bama Duchie never clock out
Speeding by you better
to the power of gold
And all that it may possess
They count their blessings by the things that they own
Never learning that more is less
But from the moment
in time...
They never were Your's to bare...
Just like they were never really Mine...
Oh...
All You realize, is all that is!
All You sacrifice, it's
It’s time to show our power and pride, we will fight for freedom and our future, which we have to assert by our enemies blood. Stand strong, but
turn back to a pillar of salt
Bare my soul give my blood and my sweat - work smart think large never less
Blessed - say it out of my chest, know that
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