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the truth by and large Leaves me adrift Far from the barge But the truth by and large... I seek a way to understand Learning my motives Which will on one hand
while your hands are being mamed By greedy vultures that stay in domination of the top Hog up all the cream of the crop In the attempt to prevent human
is paid by His sacrifice Blinded by the light of the Glorified See His pierced feet, feel His hands and side He shall come again, seen by every eye
MACALOUS - I'm a black man in a white land why we hated by many 400+ years of oppression it simply offends me A lot lifes sacrificed for equality This
Know your god Meet your god Eons ago There was a deity In duality of darkness and light Secluded and lost Caged by eternity The bounds of its reach
Mortal born sister of the Graeae Fierce and dreadful Born from the sea The Mighty, the Far Springer and the Queen Ill-fated beauty raped by a god
us - and none shall mortify I've seen the light unfurled by dawn I've seen the blackest ways we scorn We shan't conform - we shall remain... "I've
ordinary man. A man born of royal blood must live by sword in hand. This one not so lucky, as he fell to his knees. Suddenly inflicted, deranged with
Mi haffi drape it up wid mi hand Beat it up like it did sumtin wrong oh! Set good like di ice inna freeza What a pussy tight it a squeeze like
One man, one vision, racial purity, madman or magician? A mystery to me, he who scorns the teachings of Blavatsky count the cost, there's more
words tucked behind Molars Left on the street Right down to the way My bones are left disjointed Hands wrenched away in scorn Don't walk away This imp
mean understand The conspiracy upon the first man Death to the Klan pump the fists that's connected To the elbow joined by cartilage to the dark hand
beneath the dew (Of morning, in ye twilightland of old) Abiding teardrops borne by thorns, thine fragments I twine true (In mourning, stream adorned in rage
men controlled by Satans hand Craving for the ever blood dripping saints stone And with dark rites in the nights blackest hour Nightmares strife for
and I guess I thought that I knew you But when push came to shove we quickly found out that wasn't true I thought I could hold paradise in my hand Love
& bold She took the cup out from their hands set it at her bed She washed it with her tears that fell by next morning she was dead Oh, where were you, my
scars It's the final charge Here come battle scars There's a child born To a land of scorn Sneaks past the borders and the lords that hold his hand He
And a couple 100 jack sons That's just when I'm relaxing In my Alligator skin accent Boutta take the world by storm you should hold your scorn or get your
around me with hatred and scorn Armed to the teeth, wielding the spear of Longinus! I fell from heights Betrayed by the blind Whom I blindly followed
Born, Ye child that should not have been Conceived, you offspring of chance Cast out by those who brought the breath of life into your body Listen
my homeless correspondent gonna use to keep warm? Who’s decking the halls with green and red balls When LTBG are met with scorn? Is it REALLY
hands up, I won't shoot like police Sheesh, I'll beat your ass down and then cheese Put ya to rest and bless your soul just like a sneeze Jeez, I'm got
hands But my legs betrayed me And my date filleted me My stomach made a scene So I dashed and I Crashed in a bar Sleeping alone Booth with a table Think
Been tucked away In a tower for all her life Now forced to bride In candlelight She scorns her dress And in the shadows, I hide I'll take thy life
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