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Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape 

All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape 

You can walk don't the block and get slumped or knocked 

It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop (x2) 



Black thought: 

I leave the microphone intrigued with my practice 

This rebel stick your system like a cactus a boys sadness 

Who knows what is concealed under the mattress 

Ruegurs, losses and grindals when my minds in blackness 

Then i act this way the beast unleashed 

Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace 

But it's deceased now only lives the true realance 

Open up the mental deaths you rented through my palace 

My thoughts contain the plus sign plus the malice 

Not equating to your wonderland so fuck alice 

My style is hostile on the external 

But got plenty of love and warmth that's internal 

The sin coronal 

Surfaces from whispers from the lower 

My noun like arks and 950 years of noah 

You're arch rival 

You burn a cross i burn the bible 

Because i'm liable, to do this 

When my actions true this 

But i'd rather choose to use my diction 

Resurrect that blond blue eyed and put him through another crucifixion 

Stay up in your jurisdiction (say what?) 

My depiction is the drama 

Though these eyes i've seen the trauma 

Homicides in the source that was phenomenal 

When i find out who banged muwan in his abdominal 

Met with jesus to learn to burns not commical 

At times this thing ain't logical 

I gots to walk around with my brain on cock 

Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop 



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Malik b (m-ill-it-ant): 

My mentals in flame your brains will drain 

When i let the ink drip and then pass out a pink slip 

I think quick so check my methodology 

My stylagy is more ranty than anthropology 

Between your raw legs like it's gynecology 

You and your sorry ass style needs an apology 

Cause an earthquake and make you shake you need neurology 

These niggas kill me actin' like stars fuck they astrology 

Imagin' with my badge i snatch the pagent 

Turn your city to a smashing and grab it 

Now it's time to burn the maggots my message stronger than elisha 







That backslap the ass like your father 

Why bother? 

Would any care for, lyrics i sling from my mic with cease your laughter 

Mind of a bachelor to a master 

What i thought that leaves you flabbergasted 

Ask you what's the matter bastard? 

These types of rhythms man you'd rather blast it 

You hear the beats in jeeps over the weekend 

Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin' 

The only deacon is death when ya left wounded 

Layin' on the ground and meet your doom quick 

I done been through the deserts of hell with satin sittin' waitin' 

Contemplatin' and trying to get me for the takin' 

That's why i walk around with my brain on cock 

Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop 



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Black thought: 

At times i feel as if could pull a kamikaze 

Illuminatti probably in the civic center lobby 

They seeds in the world student body probably 

Creatin' missles they got my child holdin' pistols 

Knowledge and understand will make a man murder 

Stand further fuck all the swine plus they hamburger 

No hallucination the lieutenant plus illitant arean murder that's mental 

Credentials is i am a hell residental with fire for the presidental 

Officially it's havoc in the temple 

I terrorize the heavens bring on the renaissance 

With the seventh the civili the reverence reprimand 

The deacon keepin' 'em from speachin' 

Tell 'em seeks the false preacher and i step like a shadow on your way to 

Hot concrete 

And ovserve my peoples in the essence every weekend 

We wonder what the fuck is school teachin' 

Intoxicating soldiers at chaotic times reachin' 

The dynasty is slim 

But they only resemble what's when we attack 

That split your back then we extort your speciamen 

I put this in your system like lesser than 

Then manuver mentally for men internal medicine 

I hold the fort down with malik symoblic 

To the mind of word that's islamic 

The killer force as i deposit dealin' with logic 

I keep my brain on cock it don't stop 



Talking: 

Bad lieutenant, m-ill-it-ant feel the fifth guerilla chant. come through. ? 



Check it out. 



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