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's checkmate No other way to describe a catastrophe The plan was drawin' blood and displayed it graphically Direct order, hit the border, then slaughter Horrific torture by prolific authors
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Canaanite beast and sent 'em to the East To walk through the streets sharin' thoughts about God and my beliefs "Heavy Mental" it was authored by the Priest
[Intro:] Yea, "Father Author, Poor Pauper", Yea (More than a microphone monster) [Canibus:] Once a upon a midnight dreary Being blackballed by the music
