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Two Swords To Conquer Believe Once The Space Ship Arrives Like
Beams Of Glory From Skies
the Clouds Move Patterns Of Doom
soon The Endless Deceit With Armies Retreat
around Sounds Of Trumpets 4 Corners Bring Actions
Fury Like Mercury More Iron For Heat To Penetrate Escape
the Winds Who Shall Win Begin The Times...
...I was skimmin' through the northstar, listening for who sharp
gettin' to the ship, wv noose this was the truth, smart?
like who knew this was the truth...body's just knowledge
on the earth bodies just piling, girl with no knowledge
giving up college...shii, this is more power
institutions would be done away with, no problem
operation total recall, want for real? holler
I'll be trackin' my roots in va, like pharell, proper
properties ate, but lots of these apes still think it's a jungle
more like a' ocean, and the sharks is winnin' every rumble
shii, my 1-800-dial tone ain't ringin' yet, but wanna' bet
I ain't the one you'z gon' run to and shit when shit is thick?
yeah, ah'ight, tell that to the toilet, sell that to the plumber
soon to search every forum for my word, in wonder
like how the eff he put that together so accurate and
but me, I can't wallow in that, it's just my habit...
4 Corners Symbolise Wicked Intention
unusual Behavior Skys Looks Dim Deminish Whats Finish
like The Pennate I Swings With Swings Of Glory Stay On Position
brain Waves Cover Bout Mile Range Aim Highly Crack Codes For Comets To Bring Flame
no Way Out
look For Doubts For Jealousy And Envy Seeks Through Soul Replenish The Untold Lets Go
my nigga on the new black pantha shit
marked his face up, man, you get what manson said?
I been boxing it, blockin' it, now it's evident
people wanna' be blind, hide the evidence
no mystery to me, in 2012
I rise, he dies, and most of u.s. go to he'll
and He will, as in my will, as in when I die
but I'm still alive after being shot seven times?
body returned to the ashes, but learn wut you asking
as I clean house, we don't tolerate dumb-asses
yes I'm in the building, bricks I'm into building
but if jersey still turning us down, shit's for real then...
concealed, it's the minutemen spittin against the british regiments
clips spent spin on hilly cities
the philly committee chairman imapales plenty pale horses,
this pair of comparable corpses sizzles the air on the unaware american forces
arabic torches ric flair on agents in orange
these pages are important,
flagrant warnings waived in the wake of mourning parents
this apparent storming of angels warring is the wake of satan's support wing torn at the seams
I just paint the scene, no score to see
hold court in the streets until my pores bleed tortured screams
hard core beliefs and star wars beats,
charged particles leave charred debris at the heart of beef
the car thief of starvin chiefs, I carve darts in the teeth of larger kings
come start me
crumble dark leaves, spark the lean and depart with fleets
I am the ark
the target of fiends, long lived in the department of Rings
Drop The Flow
Waters
misty Storm...
season Of The Plagues Came
the Trumpets With Scrolls And Keep The Torched Passed The Light
rods Shine Upon Leaves Cut Swords Swinging
logs Become Branched Off The Tree Of Life
roots Of Pits caused Bombs To Land On Target
blow The Scene Eyesockets Open Rockets In The Air Whisper The End Of Memory Claim To Remember the Key Passage Of Good And Evil
spritual Against Scientifical Persuasion Keep The Stars Aline
spaceship Landed Kiss The Earth Goodbye
we Still Survive Whats Is Real 4:44trumpets Hold Your Shield
Intervine Devilish Seen The Fire In The Sky Resembles Lies Of Faith
Unholy Times Of Space In Which We Wonder Fall Under Sin
In Cases Of War I Swing The Sword
Wounderers Carry The Weight Cant Escape
Young Ones In Need Teach The Seeds Scripts Open The View Of The
Scene
4 Trumpets Winds Held Back Earthquake In Iraq Afganastan, Lands
Circum The Vulture
Fake Islamic
Ruining The Culture
Ill shit son
Beams flash
past steps i look behind for tracks i left
saw sun glorious one
seem to confront moons to glow once
nights circum
see destroy seas seem subtle
many reasons why lands in trouble
case closed the microphone blown cuase glow
untraceable once it flows
4 trumpets explode
always in the building, building all ways 'til the ceiling peeling
more days I seen pilgrims pillage, the lands we left our inheritance
man, if you ain't see my structure yet, yeah, you wanna' bet
'cause I'm the phonetic architext for all architect
police cars ain't lost us yet, 'til when all laws is set
when Allah's the threat, more than a threat, and all lost is meant
to realize no excuse'd spare anyone in denial
of the living truth, they knew but refused, open-eyed...
yo
4 trumpets blows
next season flow
angels
hurricane remember what came
not too long ago
world hostile
point my missile at ya regime bloody dreams
swords swing
the trues is when the angels listen to God's word [Gab']
any stranger not familia/familiar with us and got nerve?
heavy bangers lighten up when emptying out
if not us, the clique-clak tighten up burial mounds
certain threads trying to sew me up owe me bucks
to slow me up gon' take y'all lives, to show me what?
I ain't pointing out anointed crowns
I'm just pointing rounds at shit talking mouths like what toilets 'bout...
seek enemy cause rifles to locate death penalties casualties fall arm robbery clasp the mic bomb on site crafted waited till the aftermath past clash like cyclone splash
flow on point towards lands gusty winds
Guess Whose Back.....
flow on point towards lands gusty winds
We Trust In Sin Rusty Men Dagger Points Busted In
My Shadow Confronts Me Nine In My Belt Tucked Right In
In The Gallows In Front Of me Dark Agents Battle Reluctently
Maximus Scribes Exodus In Moon Letters Etched On Deadin Trees
With Loon Feathers My Left Hand Wit A Tech For Killing Sprees
Man Has Failed I Grab My Sword And Stab The Holy Grail
Your Hands Are Frail Gail Windz Force My Calatine To Set Sail
Its A Battle Scene Maelstroms With No Water In The Midst Of Palastine
Its The Word Merchant With So Many Gods Who Do We Worship
Or War Ship In The Depths Of The Waters How Deep Is Our Past
It The Inceptions Of Our Fathers 444 The Trumpet Blows Again
Sound Screens Pixalate Debris And Decagrade Cities To Smitherines!!!!!
Live the day an savor the moment
Today is a gift 2moro is an omen
Promised the Promised Land...
But you not promised tomorrow
Look out for that comet
it comes from within
a glass concealed with sorrow
scientist telescoping
its unheard unseen obscene as the scene
terrestrial beings ending this blue?
it makes sense cause it makes green
paper/
for scientist to make obscene scenes of green
but there cant find the wages of sin
Out space/
that glare has no face
man is in a race with time not pace
the end is near we tend to fear
what we see and not hear
pretend you here
my spear is cast the devil is near
the glass is broken and everything is clear
demons surround us
ohh that just Britney spears
look closer you bastard
the devil comes in many shapes and forms
too late u just got
squeezed like a grape torn and spread like mustard
Positive .Education .Always .Corrects .Errors
PEACE