From the the eternal soldiers fallen whispers searching for Jesus. Rather your a Christan Jew Muslim it don't matter me i pray to Jesus And my Army's deices swiftly Russia why you wanna act out will blow your back out. i have deep questions for the lord why don't you like me Allah stuck in a nightmare hoping he might care though my life's hard i play my cards Wonder how things like the Bible and Koran were writin feelingng The USA enemy's creeping up in silence demons all around and me and my crew we crooked demons mistaken for Jews. just a lost soul stuck in times of war we need some one raw to rally the troops like a saint we can count on to cares through although we live in scandalous times cause games like my religion. Im pledging that to the USA I'm dedicated a criminal orintated an outlaw initiated blazed and faded made for terror us up-town major league players pray together The terrorist have pictures of us in our graves well my real partners with swagger like Jessie James play together we went to church but dnt understand it its like were underhanded God gave me these commandments the world is scandalous. im down to go to the middle East an fight with Israels squad blast your holy high baptise your evil minds my eyes are no longer blinded who wanna feel the degrees. i could be lost in my own mind battlefield scar memories let this be my ballet before i grab my pistol and and start unleashing the sandman . feel it nothings colder then reading the ballad of a dead solder completely lost revenge at all cost death to my rivals! what you want lord? only promise to us is death world take a breath and imma be the last one left feel it and fantasys cause the war is the prophecy survival is the strategy rest in peace to my USA com rads thats deices, i got thug love for my nation down to put in some work ready for war like a knight in armor you want to 2 c me in a bodybag this is it end of the road. you dnt hear me though aint no love here 3rd eye watching you feel my ghost put a spell on you words cant explain and you wonder how it feels to get hit by a shooting star. i promise you im going to win even if im solo til the end of time F* the compition. Death is my destiny and everyday im watching my back sayin viva la raza war 4 the cause 21 gun salute to the sky not an outlaw still I rise its that boy Pancho V. my word is gold I was taught to shoot 1st then ask questions you aint down with the Mex you can sick my duck I mean duck my sig I mean suck my D*. Now you all understand what this person knowd on a further note ihurt you Osama bin Laden sheep trying to jack a jacker whats the purpose loc? My weapons now a pen but still I keep a strap for you devilish men
On the dangerous aint to many can bang with us straight up weed no angel dust were just sittin here trying not to sin high off weed and lots of jin steadly counting them benjermanes . we forgive you for you know not what you do. you willin to die will see were 2 trained 2 be perfect disiples .triple 6 rivals my messiah better be ready for armagedon shits expired I said this has a child n has a man put in situations already there all that I had to do was stare test me now NEVER NO SURRENDER no pretend with my pen in my hand one of my trusted friends open the last seal for real you better run and tell every body coming in the form of scripture fittin to get you and hit you off with magic imma call all my boys 2 bring the guns you Iran wanna have a lil fun with number one? I bet you get redrum all day. Rolling with trues nothing to lose number one assasin im coming with troops getting my loot . saying dear mr quija let'em know who the boss the axies of evil gots that jacked up aim takin no shorts so f* you mayne krazy insane to the brain hey we slang kats who thng we play we're deadly with the gun dipped in redrum murder'em all that's what quija said we're coming to serve yous.
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