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To work without faith?

Is this even a debate?

With her, I take the cake.

But we're not doin it for Christ's sake.


And the blank check got exposed.

It's the Real World, it ain't a show.

But it's Reality T.V.

To inherit her Kundalini Chi.


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^"12 And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works."

Has anyone been to  or performed a Gnostic Mass?

To tell my first lie back in Irvin's 88.

My first ethereal offering, was this my first mistake?

I'll guess I'll see when I eventually reincarnate.

And to think carnal after the apple, and the caramel.

To rebel is to fail? It's to prove a point

With the Six Shooters Spree bein' at peace.

To lease the pain, but unleash the beast.

To dot all i's and cross all t's.

To Constellation Te, to back up with the Reptilian Brain.


With fortune and fame, the Hebrew Tribe the Gad.

But my God the

Is this an informercial? Does it start at high noon?

When havin' to midnight, this is the Rule of Two.

And you act like you knew when you stare in the mirror.

And this is when this Sith Assassin starts to smell ur fear.


She set it up nicely, wh

The D.C. Sniper or the Washington Tetra Sh0t?

To cross the street while lookin' both ways.

And the Faith "Shades of Gray," to E(Clipse) the sunrays.

With her at the helm, to watch the "Esport" film.


Welcome to My Realm, the Aquatic Subatomic.

the Draconic Pact.

the Contract and to cross all T's.

To keep clean, the kundalini chi.

With havin' ears to hear, and eyes to see.

Now see this stunt.

To stunt ur growth.

The throat that chokes.

To bring knowledge after what's spoke.

Is the yoke heavy?

The le

the Heart that ruptured.

the Rapture is eminent.

The sentiment, and the clause.

to Become a Sun-God.

As the Elohim take creed.

To reflect within thoughts.

With fame being bought.

And you wonder, "At what cost?"

The lost land of Mu.

With it's Atlantean Woes.

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Obadiah 1:8 says, "Shall I not in that day, saith the LORD, even destroy the wise men out of Edom, and understanding out of the mount of Esau?"



The battle of beats, with the secret coming to light.

With you bein' cute, and the campaign was light

With the fo'Show, to got to glow, to cap ur rap, and it bubble like crack.

To knapsack that trap, to feed the Young, and Ye' know that we do the 6g Samsung.

But to carry heat, to seek and you'll find, the diamonds in my teeth continue to shine.

The Green Eggs and Ham, the descendent of Sam-I-Am.

To compute like ram, are we still havin April Showers?

To bloom like a flower with the foot on the gas.

And it's ashes to ashes, your (g)od came in last.

But to blast from the past, here is ur present.

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The Brazen Staff to adminster the Machine Gun Funk.

Is this to stunt ur growth? Let me address.

Was it a bullet to ur chest? Or was there a reason for the bullet proof vest?

And with the Poltergeist Crest, the Ruler of this Earth.

But before u

To throw in the towel after the foul ball.

We doin the tee ball, and the Commander Shaw.

What did ye see when you stared at me?

A reflection of urself? Are you kidding me?

I am not of the lame, or a lamb up for slaugther.

And ye full of shit,

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   The Sunny Delight, the new Blood Covenant.
   
   To asunder your whip, and to mash your equate.
   
   But ur story doesn't add up, this isn't "fate."
   
   And now the Fiery Lake, for you to bake a cake.
   
   For Heaven's sake, man already walked the Earth.
   
   Stop us

The Hip-Hop, to sip the Scott, to bubble like Pop Rocs.

Do we flip flop, when the blocc is hot? And if the cop hot? Is he a FED?

To shed light on your shadow, and ur bravado, and ur Cloud 9.

And if it was a set up? Do we need to pray to the D

@t ya front door, for shore, for shore.

The D.C. breeze, the trees, and the leaves.

This the #1 Headband, in other words I'm at peace.

And the A-Town Down, and we be Peacin' Up.

To lay solid (roc)k, to build the foundation.

And our rations is

The Nascar drip, the Rubberbands, and the Tip.
Too lit to sit, to chit, this is you.

With the Gorilla Glue, too stuck, your chipmunk is ur nut.

With the American History X, the Tex Mex, and ur Safari.

And this ain't Jerry Springer, this serious

The friends with benefits, but not to fit in.
The Gnostic Bubonic, but Chronic for days.

Havin' to Wild Wild West, but we too proud to stick out our chest.

And what's less than, than the fan? The cranium like cram.

So it's always grass root, and to rais