-|| martyr keystyle ||-
if i ever go to the grammy's someones getting stuck
it's no doubt all you fucks sold out to get the bucks
phony bitches who always talk they might say their grace
same bitches who find out how long my light saber rapes
coke sluts coked up on how awesome Lifesavers taste
fuck you christians, you're lossless dyke savior's fake
that's why i use the fucking cross like a paper weight
i am fucking hate i am pain i am god and im waiting at death
if you're in Waco Texas, then i'm fucking David Karesh
if you're net surfing for morbid shit then im the Faces of Death
when you bitches think about suicide, im the blade to your flesh
when you're taking a breath that's me you can't deny that i'm real
when you smoke a blunt, that's me, how high that you feel
when you choke on cum, its you and you're spitting me out
when you're broke as fuck, cause a' me you'd kill to live in a house
that's me you feel when you're jealous of who's winning these rounds
im the distateful feeling that the man is pinning you down
if you're english, then im mother fucking George Bush
if you're democrat then im you running for Gore's push
if you're a homosexual male, then i'm throat and ass cancer
if you have white skin then im a fucking black panther
and if you're a black person, then it's me, the Ku Klux Klan
if you're on WuCorp i'm the one screaming "Wu Sucks Man"
if you're american than i'm a ji-had allstar, and a muslim
and if you're reading this, the songs hard and i'm done son
...twelve minutes wu cats.... untouchables...
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