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It's a Holy War homie and we armed for combat
The enemy camp we stomp that
Holy garments on like boots and fatigues
Cause we gotta get the victory,

In the name of the Father and the Holy Ghost, the answer that no one else knows, thank you
God for the ability to change and grow
Feeling so low

a Holy black panther
Put to death the past had to Holy that standard
I Can't lie self to the side
All this reverence for Jesus got my hands up high
It was

Pay attention to their energies
They came as friends, but they are enemies
Your screams for help to them are melodies
You lose the war, to them it's

Though the debt we owed was great
By your blood it has been paid
Lord we thank you for your mercy and your grace
Holy holy holy
To the one and only
Every

(Verse 1)
Old concepts traded for a world of ease,
No sins, yet no achievements to seize.
The dance of war, the breaking of malaise,
Forgiveness

nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life

Thank you, all y’all, no time for shoutouts
Still mad at Manny and Floyd
I

workers in scrubs with no PPE
But they got money for riot gear, my nigga, we dying here, yeah
You tell me not to move with my gun
But we got more funeral

and milk
Maybe came into some bands got to stop asking for help
(Yea)
Maybe cuddled witcha love by the fire out in Vail
(Listen)
Whatever it may be that got

my redeemer and friend
I believe that You're my only hope
My prince of peace is here
Your love for us is beautiful
Unstoppable
Your Son our Saviour is

the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires—and the thrones,
The palaces

record ain't broke
Holy discipline homie don't be betraying niggas called his friend
Nigga don't really care what he gotta give
If I got it you got it no

Read These Nikes

Geto Boys

Grip It! On That Other Level

1989

want to reach
And you gon' have a damn funeral next week
From the hardest to the softest
For me to beat a nigga down is a day at the office
See, my

me tight
This water restoring my spine
I am STILL HOLY
Let it be known that I don't want no funeral for sadness
There is nothing to be sad for
I didn't

That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island

And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By

comin' for my
Dogs in the morning and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn
Me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder

Gotta push thru
For this one I'm stoked
Loved by a few
Hated by most
Love what I can do
Thru the Holy Ghost
It's morning mercy's new
Dismiss your opinions

give no fucks, I want him dead by this Wednesday
Funeral on Saturday, want him buried where his mans lay (bah)
I ain't going to step or doing shit

you're looking for a fight
I'm gonna put you in my sights
'Cause every time I lock and load
It feels like comin' home

War is less about your
Friends than

Son of Sam

Shinedown

The Sound of Madness [Fan Club Limited Edition]

2008

Break the fall?

Goddamn, I might be the son of Sam.
The only child of a holy man.
I stand alone for all to see,
'Cause they ain't never seen a war

at all I know all my homies got a friend prepared for war
In the car its Jack the ripper jacking off grabbin on his dick like pussy too good for him
Be

know He opens doors

Singing la la la la la
Singing la la la la la

Kelis - Star Wars

I was the first new born babe
Brought to you by the fearsome

em fed time
Big guns took his damn mind
Holy Wars with the Jihad
Got me feeling like we need God
Korans and the Bible, sacrifice and survival
Go to war

Eye for a Eye (Your Beef Is Mines)

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

As time goes by, an eye for an eye
We in this together son your beef is mines
So long as the sun shines to light up the sky
We in this together son