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A Token of My Hatred

Virgin Steele

The House of Atreus, Act II

2001

This bitter blessing demanded by my oath
Lord Apollo hear my cry!

Great God of the seven seas, great God of the sky
Hear me now as I ride down this

em in a mess, 
Had a little rest,
DXB is the brand, I got it stitched to the chest.
Made by Muhammad, gotta stick to the text.
All the buttons I

The Man Upstairs

Mac Mall

Immaculate

war games, waitin' on the red don
And then they wonder why the kids do drugs
'Cause Uncle Sam don't show no love
We need the Man Upstairs

Now I

Bin Laden

Immortal Technique

Bin Laden

shit is run by fake Christians, fake politicians
Look at they mansions, then look at the conditions you live in
All they talk about is terrorism

roast your clique
Throats get slit when this
Vocalist smoke a spliff
Okey doke? Oh but those don't work
My focus is second to none, I'm parallel

Choke you man, rabid wolverine hold
My habit is like gold member
Control you with my odd scepter 
New Lord and savior
Rapping eating a starburst, reds

the fact that it's imminent
Set back by the trap that ya living in
Worldwide overdose
Cash greed your comatose
Fuck it all

Disrespect

My retrospective
Is

but i gave her the palkia 
What can i say i'm a young pokeballa

Bitch name is misty i made that BITCH SQUIRTLE 
If a  nigga want war he goin get this

weapon this my objective
The beef is hectic learn your lesson
Don't mess with me imma force to reckon
Like wreak-it-ralph imma bout to wreak him
Citizens

Feelin sore quick
It ain’t a moral war
Till you sordid
After feeling amazing
In 4 min
Doorman don’t let me up the floors
I need to know what floor is
Get

the money, (money, money)
We robbin
Yeah, yeah I'm on this reckless shit
Done jump off in that monkey suit
And I'm coming fo yo plug bitch
We 3rd war bois

fountains
That’s not my life anymore
Oh but I’m grateful all the more
So what’s this song about
Images are loud
Life is full of mystery
Paint on our history

to Jackson
Gonna see my baby there
I'm going back to Jackson
Before I disappear

Now they say the war is coming
Just a matter of time
You can hear the drums

the projects and
My neighbors is black
I had to prove white boys could thug too
But fuck skin color
I was proud to call myself a Tough Jew
I guess I'm mad lucky

mistake no blame me bros
Blame the kind alert wey dey enter my inbox
Tongue blue account blue what are we talking
E can never b red Davido cousin Abeg

Harden the Nets
We not waving no red flags, you'll never know what's next
picking up where I left off, foot is on the ped
And you know me and my squad,

And now you going ta see Saukar get low and serve
Take my time cause you fine. No BS
Intuition tells me to get you up out that dress
And bless all of you.

all know it’s just bidin’ time
Storm comin’ is you ready if the war comin?
Tell me would you hoard somethin’ you have?
You know we can’t afford nothin’

Choppa spitting like Eddy teacher
Carry out she a Eddy’s eater
By Mama Son’s and Far East
With the my mumbo sauce
Thats where I be
Real shit, all I

Them manipulators folding 
Came out the dark side 
Then lights I see the sign now 
The cross never going down 
All up in the war , I ain’t gotta cover

To keep making money from
Producing more tracks the game is a sham
Turning the artists who challenged
To sacrificial lambs
The labels and devils are shaking

until my enemy be dead
All I see is red, gotta get myself a gun with a greater spread
Yeah I’m gonna ride the trend
Listen what I said, do it step by

Space far too liminal isn't this
A little misstep, now you're feeling it
Replay the tracks, amass facts, take the fall on the trip
A bit pressed

I did a bad thing
Now you've  come cryin' to me
A snap decision
To chase off my ennui

I didn't take him
He came along very willingly
What is he