As I submit the new world grows in Six, I cover myself with lamb skin Black family, fine point to win That again, prophecy watch the magic, can you?
its hold. I refuse to stand, I refuse to stand for organized crime. Organized crime comes in more forms than one, and your god is no exception. I
Picking crumbs from the beards of others, futile organisms with no spine. Human lice with no spine slips into a neural wreck of humanity's rot. Trust
the lamb, the messiah, the religion There's a thousand faces, more than the cross and the Star of David I'm the combination of God and Satan The humble
Hard from my mouth to my jaws From my jaws to my torso where my organs are stored And from my balls in my draws to the floor I pray to God they hurry
flood When I'm sad I fuckin' cry blood (*Crying*) Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes I'll make you cough up your organs Plus, you
out the gate it's the asiatic Fanatic back at it Spittin black magic Create a world outta black fabric Spark with the light Spark it with life God stay
flood When I'm sad I fuckin' cry blood [Crying] Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes I'll make you cough up your organs Plus, you
