Lyrics:
the armies divine
We are Satan's people
Knights in Satan's service
We are Satan's people
Knights in Satan's service
Bastards of Christ with a Black metal
a warlock
Set sail and hell is lie
Fruit juice so smooth right off the vine the vine
Off of the vine
Right off of the vine
Off of the vine, vine
Right off
to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps are
Low-income
you, look through to
Inner cities the rich won't move to
The nice parts, they well-protected by a vanguard
The opposite of how these concentration camps
yell out get me in
I get bottle service yell out give me ten give me ten
I don't need no practice I'm like Iverson
Ever since a kid I knew I'd be
ahead of me
Half the man I could ever be
A baby on the way
Yet you deployed so far
Now resting on the flag
A gold star
A gold star
Driving vanguard six
I stood at the vanguard
As myth and magic were cast to the void
And in their absence
At once was truth to blinded eyes
Beyond the dark a single
I, the army of man
Stalwart vanguard, life in service to Him
Sent forth to cleanse this taint from our ranks
I will give my live, I've sworn that I'm
I'm Vanguard,
They can't believe I'm so advance I'm avant-garde,
They'll try and figure out how I did all this with no charges,
They couldn't stop me
The vanguard is open
To anyone underneath the stars at twilight
Silver springs and thirsty vines
Moonflowers glow in scopes of eternity
Starcycle
descends
Summoned forth by flood
As a hush
Took on the crowd
Words of wisdom
Kindly offered
But seldom spoke out loud
Judea, Samaria
A vanguard at sea
really love
Like D'Angelo and Vanguard
Wanna really love you
Not just by lip service
But darling I'm determined
To be a vessel of light
I wanna love you in
He's the bread of life, the vine, the way
He's the truth, the light, the one that saves
He's the Father, yeah He knows our face
Jesus, spotless lamb,
service for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock, and I'm the Real Mccoy
And I'm headed out west, sucker because I
on praying a leo you could never knock my shine it everything in order now, its divine vine get bitter nigga cause i aint add no lime lime, purposely, sayin im
service for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock, and I'm the Real Mccoy
And I'm headed out west, sucker because I
a vine
You not bringing pressure, why you act like you applying
I don't need nothing from you cause I'm good, yeah, I'm fine
Gang poppin out
Money came in
medicine?
Now it’s my fucking turn to watch you fucking burn
Stay dead
Do this world a fucking service
Stay dead
Keep your body beneath the surface
Convinced
straight
Just like a line
You know I came in first
So now he crying
Like Tarzan
I came in swinging from a vine
It ain't worth it
That girl she outta service
Ooh, ooh
Mmmm
Like the scripture says:
"Everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall make them afraid." (Afraid)
Everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree
And no one shall make them afraid
They'll be safe in the nation we've made
I wanna sit under my own
collar
Bite your fingerprints, make the cops nog you
98, wait, service applead, rated top dollar
Escape jake fakin plot a lot hotter
Fake snakes smilin
floating in the S.E., now let's see
Half of y'all niggas built your vine from my stress tree
Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than adobo
Stay militant
Solo me iré igual que vine: por la vieja
Que nadie me mire
Tranquilito y buscándome libre
He encontrado un amor inservible
Hoy me cuido de ti y de tu
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