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a motherfuckin' gimp
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In rap pizza parlors they
Toss your tattered up name
Call you biter
Have
Last week You may have heard that we got into it
Now the boy missin bitch you heard how them Gotti's do it (2x)
Im cooking a brick which is my signature
drive by on BMX’s
Hide and seek you gonna need protection
Low bars don't receive reception
Your Wi-Fi has a weak connection
Cheap signal I freeze eagles
cemetery
Real-life visionary, not preliminary
My kingdom is ruled by vikings
Why we can't have nice things
When that hunger rings watch how
They resort
buy three (if you cna't buy three)
But you just wanna be that young fly G (real shit)
Before you buy weed
The runner's gotta run it by me (ask me
pas la même taille
Non, Kate Moss, José Bové c'est pas la même paille
C'est le professeur Punchline, caravane drive-by
Je vous laisse, fuck les
The optical nerve screened off since birth,
Alone where the proximity of darkness reposed
By undiscovered mysteries, as concealed in dirt
motionless
walking to the mailbox to send my life away with a signature
I remember all the jokes we used to tell each other stop you're killing her
you almost
never just set up and done
Your carving distinctions the pace
You refine molded distinctions degree of bind
Hard time had by all some long
Some
on the faces of thе people on the street
I fеlt it in my face
A collage of the past
Sat with my own signature
I tried to make it last
I was looking for love
With the strength of mystical force
They enforce the wars of the cross
And were sent by Jesus and God
To win, whatever the cost
But "the price
levels
I set the precedent, my energies very incredible
Yet barely accessible
By the lame and taming animals
Like lions and tigers and bears
Locked up in
In the name of God
Religion spills
A sea of blood
Mankind falls
In suffering
In the cry of death
The holy wars
Carnage
Sacred punishment
Slaves
all eyes directed to the entry gate
the crowd is greedy for this fucking madness
trumpets adumbrate the ultimate carnage
the unpredictable is
creation Master of shadows awaking the dead Lord of forgiveness he comes to behead Your... God... Is... Dead Your God is dead and buried in carnage in
the drop of water shall
hollow out a stone
not through force but
the passing of time
caught in the heart of carnage
filled with light and smoke
and persistence remain
Warm blood
Creeping down the blade
Consumed by carnage
Fed to the fray
Only pain and persistence remain
The deeper that I descend
No tears
in college
I went searching knowledge
But found I had some and mo’
Now I'm chasing cabbage
My language is carnage
The youth cannot wait anymore
I sip
performe une oblique
Le carnage que j'laisse derrière moi
Lui me laisse stoïque et je chante
(Oh baby)
J'ai laissé mes clés sur la table, baby
(I
We don't accept defeat
We will never retreat
Watch this infernal hole
Burning black fire
Carnage in the name of...
Torment burning acid
Acid Black
Tribute to sexual carnage
Of nocturnal procreator's
Upon the altar of sacrifice
By eyaculator fuckers...
Depravation
Depravation
Depravation!
the beast
A path of carnage drawn in innocent blood
My prey has left its traces deep in the mud
I find my way through these forgotten lands
To kill
Rotting meat-a tasty midnight snack
Freshly decomposed
Slurping the slop that's still in the ass
Proceeding to siphon the carnage
A hose in my
New disease
New ways to reach out and torment
One by one
Cloned, throats slit and packaged for delivery
Creation of carnage
Reproduced for
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