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seeing red
Don't bother with a vest, I'm only aiming for the head

Puttin' them to rest, nah they won't ever wake up
They will never ever ever make it

Badman
The realest
Couldn't even rap unless I had the Holy Spirit
Now I'm praising God
Sober minded so you know my head is never mad
I'm stepping in

and bring home some wealth
You got nobody to blame for what you haven't attained
Get your head in the game, wake up and feel the pain

Wake up it's time

Wake Up
Yall niggas sleep
Wake up
Wake up
Yall niggas sleep
Wake up
Wake up
Yall niggas sleep
Wake up
Wake up
Bad bitch she a 10 told her bring her

mouth, then I fuck up her makeup
Wake up
Yeah, this shit like a dream and I don't wanna wake up
'Member back then, when I ain't wanna break up
Can't love

Holy Mary, why can't you help me, I',m crying like a bitch, I'm possessed by the beast

Hitting my head on the table, throwing up at everything, there I

it 
So as you open up ya eyes and you wake up to a new day
In honor of your savior sending praise they way
A shady spot for you to cool yo engine block

With one last word You left to take Your throne
As You returned to Heaven
Your final promise kept, Your church indwelled
Anointed by Your Spirit

Madness

Twiztid

Mutant, Vol. 2 [CD+DVD]

2005

relaxing
See the reaction, feel the impulse
That runs through the body and stumbles across
It crept inside of my head
And a holy man pulled it up out of my

Infected by this

Art saves
Make the pain
A weapon you can us

Art saves
Make the pain
A weapon you can use

Serv
Asat

I liberate the devils in my head

walking by faith with a sag in my pants
Holy Spirit hit your body
That's gon' make you dance
My flesh be lying to me so I'm trusting in His plan
Jesus is

The Holy Grail

Blind Guardian

Beyond the Red Mirror

2015

me that you're innocent
Don't tell me it's divinely ordained by the saints
My demons, my saviors
I weep for all of them suffered in vain

My

The Holy Grail

Blind Guardian

Beyond the Red Mirror

2015

innocent
Don't tell me it's divinely ordained by the saints
My demons, my saviors
I weep for all of them
Suffered in vain

My wayward son, you might

Holy Man

Three Sixes

Three Sixes

Raised to praise in a dead end faith
Taught to worship in fear
Lost and weak, brainwashed sheep
Bow your head, fall to your knees
Beg to your messiah

things
Talent you have naturally
Skill, is only developed by hours and hours and hours of beating on your craft

I've been killing microphones, killing

Change the outlook
Yeah

One rhythm 
One dance
Hit it like that
Like it when you drop it like that
Yeah
After this head out to my pad
Yeah you read me

skillet
And I provide you a ticket to visit your creator
My little mini-mes can't eat a favor
My sweat and toil ain't for the love of labor
I live by

rosary
By the grace of God Gabriel told our virgin queen
With thy Holy Spirit I will conceive
The child of prophecy blessed be the tree
Thy womb which

with His Holy Spirit
Grace is why I see things clearer now I’m no longer fearin
All the lies that the enemy
Puts in my head
It’s too late to try killin

child’s damned conception

We see rejection
In the crowd of smiles
Our typewriters host the wakes and our
Funerals are seen for miles

The living
Take us by

Mix check 1, 2
The feeling of moral habits
Is truly a holy magic
I need this to only know when I'm dead wrong
The feeling of moral demons
Is seeking

along
I got my hand on my chest as I be writing my wrongs
A true hustler under God by the holy ghost I'm endorsed
So I suffer from success as I be

of holy elation

Wake up and the thoughts that hit my brain
Yeah the comin' down hard
It's like rain on a sunny day
Yeah I still wonderin' how
I don't know

Yeah
Yeah
Oh
Yeah, yeah
When I wake up Imma try some more
Say a prayer, talking to my lord
Something greater that'll make me soar
Undertaker, slam