Cilvaringz

Cilvaringz - Deaf, Dumb &; Blind lyrics

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(feat. Roger Peterson) 



[Chorus: Roger Peterson] 

The sword in life, glory and faded 

People confused, buried and hated 

Our god was told, you will find him 

Late in the board, only to fight it 



[Cilvaringz:] 

You see like Spliff be to Busta, Jungle be to Nas 

Beretta be to RZA, I'm to God 

I go nutty for his word to be told, to uphold 

His value above, God's feelings in gold 

Despite of what you got, done fucked the soul 

Your soul will be judged at the end of your road 

So, since I was a child at a concious age 

I, spoke his name in vain when enraged, trying to 

Gain knowledge, and laid to prophets 

But it was fake and displayed designers 

So I conceited to Allah to fight Satan 

Teach pagans, and diversify Arabians 

In the eyes of those victims to the media 

Given an image of a threat, made it easier 

For them to slay us in the eyes of the weak 

And justify the war, with the lies they speak, come on 



[Chorus] 



[Cilvaringz:] 

So help us sincerely, our mothers, our fathers 

Strengthen our sisters, our cousins, our brothers 

Paradise for martyrs, I pray for the truth 

And for immunity, for our community 

Cuz Bush is out to rule me and fool me 

Offer me his freedom, so he can go free and rob my rubies 

Surrounds me with groupies, and jubilees 

But they will never read, they only read in movies 

I write the eulogy for death, has erased us 

And left us faceless, and death carried faithless 

They'd rather live, fearing death, well embrace us 

And die fighting, the rest of these pagans 



[Hook: Roger Peterson] 

When we rise up, our sword in our clutch, and fighting injustice 

And never seak the pleasures that come far 

Death to souls of our brothers 



[Chorus] 



[Cilvaringz:] 

See my circumference consist of the righteous and God abundance 

Qu'ran readers and devoted Muslims 

Who pray five times a day, announce the faith 

And denounce what the Nation says on fridays 

That's why son, I never preach in lessons 

Pay homage to your words in my least of efforts 

And for Allah, I seak repentance 

That's for myself and 85 percenters 

Cuz yo, his name is but entitled to these so called wisemen 

Who try to come across civilized then 

Supreme to the so called 85's, when 

When will you realize man is man 

Not Allah, stop saying that the black man is God 

For sir, you have traded far, quote the Qu'ran 

Awaiting assassination, thought I'm not, we must kill 

Saying the same shit 



[Chorus]
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