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fornication
Upon the Earth
The first vial
Poured by the first angel
Fell a noisome
Grievous sore
Upon men
And upon them
Worship the beast
His image and
Recieve

like Anglo, I don't step in the bando
No I'm nothing like Saxon, evangelise my passion
Lights, camera, action
I don't follow fashion
If you ain't with

of cracking the codes
Caught in a circle of finding my roots getting loot
Back to the throne
My brother Saxon is gone damn
I know you with me tho
David bring me

with it
How could you ever?
How could you amount to not
Having amounts of dollars?
I would holler at ya, your
Girl would say "Hi!", and
She would pass by

B-I-G up on the east shore
West coast lore
Curls and the glasses you know who to look for
Ludacris, I'm looting this and back down by my new axes
I pop

still ain't living by all the quotes that you been posting
I've been out here for a while and I know that you know
I've been liking the whole vibe you

bus-up by the bar, pick ya rum, and order large
Drinking flicking superstars
Who does authorize bars, bars, bars, bars!!
She look to the star, no roof in

Anglo-Saxon
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson but I'm Waxin'
Know what I'm Packin'?
Oil Riggers Frackin and cold crackin'
I'm Sober Snackin' What Happened?

Truth or consequences



When its an Anglo Saxon, 
Suddenly you need evaluation
All of a sudden you mentally unstable
Insane, you never knew what you was

of Hispanic descent
I’m Filipino, my first name, Anglo Saxon 
My parents named me after a couple of musicians 
E-R-R-O-L, I-A-N
It’s stupid when I have

I know you coasting mix emotions
How C-Notes keep flooding
Drop sauce by accident
Imagine what I'll do on purpose
I'll hit my mark if spark in dark

Nine-hundred years ago
By the arrow and the bow
Our forefathers settled on this land
A league north of the town
To the rose and of the crown

almost got taken out when Michael died……Jackson…… I hated when turned that Anglo Saxon…..please God I hope he died loving all his blackness, hatred is

And it's well respected
Niggas gone say 
That he aint get played
By no anglo-saxons
You niggas know the vibes when I slide through
I'm in this bitch sit so

a bit shook by religious hype. Disagree "Two wrongs don't make a right."
They on the meth pipe; gaslight me; my Blk pride makes an unbreakable psyche

leaving him to another one...



So she had to get away

cs her tears would her heart betray

The evening star was in her eyes

Possessed by feelings she

you driving a four by two
Log off, imaginary motion, I'm you ten fold
Shooter finna give yo brother wings like he Red Bull
My Off White is drowning,

declined
I am not defined by your actions I live for myself not you Anglo-Saxons
Try to keep up try to stay sketch
I don't want your kind of life I'm

Sráide went hunting for the wren.

cnd when the hills were bleedin' and the rifles were aflame
To the rebel homes of Kerry the Saxon strangers came,
But

to mention by the way
Think we more than friends dog put that on foe
She gave me a hand job pockets on swole
She just took her pants off, think that that's

like a Nissan
Like a Nissan
Baby give me some to miss some
Like a Nissan 
Bi***es tryna steal my flow
Like a Saxon
Next up, Pull up on my Opps
Like I'm

Jackson
I'll conquer you but fit no Angelo Saxon
I'm rocking Gucci while your nigga rocking pacsun

Posted by my lonely all these thoughts up in my head

Coxsone it’s Saxon
Appleton of slaps across the lamppost Sampson
Gawp like a basking shark, lawn dart the astro-turf
Like a gravel drive, graft like a man

all alone
Where Saxons fought for England and Druids fought for Wales
The White horse hills of the Pewsey Vale will lead you to these tales

Where you