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Demonic Prophecies

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I came across a cross on fire, threw it at the altar for hire I be spitting so awkward I'm tired I roll with shooters who's up in this bitch with the Rugers I drip mic in the fluid, I'm the illest and truest I move with my units, I'm unified with goons We mobbing, I'm taking your life for the price of a car at the auction Don't take much, yeah, times is hard, yo Bill got the revolver poking out of the Volvo Uh huh multiple heaters out the two-seaters Riding 9 to 5 rallying hard for Mumia I speak true ether, either you hate or love it I break your face in half without breaking the budget Fuck it, I'm as rugged as Brownsville, Badlands Down by them Killadel, it's all real Y'all ill to them niggas on your block posted I can't tell and it's not 'cause I'm not focused We came from the days where you had to watch what you say Respect the older gods or they had to wash you away Tables turned, now we the ones to bury your body Demanding respect, don't know? You better ask somebody We came from the days where you had to watch what you say Respect the older gods or they had to wash you away Tables turned, now we the ones to bury your body Demanding respect, don't know? You better ask somebody Everybody gotta die, suicide, homicide Everyone got heat, bowling for columbine I swear I'm out my mind, out to shine, out for mine Kill everyone if they insist on dropping dimes Razorblade your eyelids, sleep on me now Chill your voice box, you speaking like a fucking child Y'all don't want it now, y'all don't want it never Y'all don't want a war with us y'all niggas know better We spot-rushers, whole team come crashing in The block cover, that's how we trap 'em in Lay it all on the table, this time we cashing in You either love it or hate it we got em panicking Don't make me tap your chin,


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