Lyrics:
God's name
To take aim
And spread blood
Like it's love
Say "free us now"
While I walk around
In fear of someone else
Shouting out
And throwing arms
When
by George ?Papa Doc? Bush. Music by the ?Village People? the very military "Macho Man."
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?Macho, macho man!?
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yo life
God Zam in the cut got the gas in my blood
Cop the henny and the pillies and you know we mix em up (mix em)
All the moves we be making yeah we
in sixty-three that bad
blood again : and that thief treaty :
all had made marks on the first but
the thief treaty : the old man never
signed it :
down like that
Stunt up on me
You get the 3rd degree
Straight burned by a wolf like me
Turn me into a tyrant
Go on and test me
Blazin' fast when unruly
Suffering beyond the country is K.O The limited state, Congolese mistreated, expelled from right and left by bad law Under God tse, in my heart Congolese I am
of a dime
Ritual for a god, drink the red like it's wine
It's fine if your sensing some troubling behaviour
You should bow down and offer some blood for your
a man of few words, got the same dry humour
You were making a joke after being told about the tumour
But without God changing me, I'm afraid of who I'd
Mention one of my niggas again
And you'll taste salt
Blood in your mouth, nigga
Dick in your spouse, nigga
Just give me a reason to
Bring them things back
twice
A balance between god and bone
If hell is hot, then heaven's cold
Like a battle of blood, no side wins
Do the best you can just to avoid a life
To verb, without light,
Become the silence of darkness?
Into the magic circle
cn union of three moons it´s the sign
c witch from Komenon
Calls her god from
my peace within
Prada like I'm Sosa baby, hippie like I'm Jimmy Hendrix
God keep that light up on me, moving miles never inches
Universal knowledge got
the night
I covered myself with baby powder, so my black ass could be light
Cause God is white, and Bo Derek is a ten
I hate my black skin, it's just a sin
them go to mars.
Because deep down inside
They're really from the stars.
3.
That's why they don't want
Us to mix...just the way
The word of God had
G-O-D, nigga, no, we don't fuck with you bitch-ass niggas
Keep your distance, nigga (L-Finguz, L-Finguz)
Fifty feet, nigga, gimme fifty feet, nigga
the matrix, eyes closed, naked
Patron got you wasted, eyes red, hays lit
You locked cause girls tell now you spend days in
The jail cells pacing three by three
Moments of silence for fire fighters were interrupted by cell phones.
Who's going to make that call to increase an unknown death toll?
It's the one we
in the name of justice
Heaven's vengeance breaks the silence
As it awakes its roaring violence
With swords made of gold and steel
Humanity's blood
cin't focused on inches I rather stack it up by the yards
Since concrete they ain't never felt something this hard hanh
My perseverance went to sleep but
I'm losing my religion
Thank God
I prayed about my decision
How odd
For the man with the mic
To be the man all his life
While Christ-like
finding God b
Assalamulaikum to the populace
Light the piff and take a hit
And act like I don't remember shit
Puffin' on that white widow 'til my
Face is
into my face
He said, "What can your God do to compete with this?"
I knew then how Moses felt
When his rod turned to a serpent
And the three
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
to bind us in your living death,
Yet we do think of them, ice cold and silence
In the snow covered moorlands, stopped by the violence
That you inflicted,
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