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Daymare
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Killah Priest
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After they flood the planet, the sons of Aaron was in the Sub-Saharan Now we stomp through Brownsville, Mother Gaston That’s right above Atlantic, coming from Atlantis Where a priest killed kings and gutted dragons Drugs and fashion Blasting automatics The dead do not dance You cannot call it graphic Watch my horror madness Tiptoe through terror while satan sleeps Pagan priest prayed as they made the graven beast, “let the ravens release” July, August, September, October, November—that’s the acronym for Jason, as in Jason thе Greek That’s the [?], now let’s do the sеven days of the week… Sunday, sun-worship Monday, moon Tuesday, Tyr the god of war Wednesday, Woden or Odin Thursday’s for Thor Friday, Freya, that’s when Islamic and Israelites face the east, say they grace but won’t eat Saturday, the worship of Saturn See the pattern? Information begins gathering I start my transfiguration at my mastering What’s happening Priest got a mic, he’s tapping in L-theanine lights up, his head ignites catechins Blood splatter, people scattering Savage plastic grafted skin Rap gods feel the wrath of men But my rap is sin, poison pen Boyz II Men, I’m poised within Move like noiseless wind All you see is the pool and the coy that swim It was them from the oldest schools who anointed him They sung with voices and hymns My voyage is a zen But my swords do not bend So hide ’til I find ya Then it’s the skull and the spine grinder It’s raining blood inside the diner Grab your neck, you scream in an A minor You push me and I push you, but there’s an open grave behind ya Before you fall in, let me first put you in a coffin Play organs This my offering
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