[Ikon the Hologram] the lawnmower man smashes, through ya skull with battle we asses, with the jaunty daggers and smash this, crushing like we was fascist and four gashes we bashes, the faggots who can't it right take they sternum and turn em into my acolytes that's the sight of blood, make a child stop the rights of thugs that keep it wild hot I you, say a prayer to a heavenly father fatal, like a natal military armada we hotter, warriors Atlantis couldn't how raw the Hologram is the mantis, who used the rod you couldn't physically the name God
Ikon x2] we smash mics, and too precise and laugh as we cast the stones at Christ
Allah] we born builders, as takes it's toll legends of the seven, my soul off the planet, by a supreme force and told to on the day of Pentecost I bisect the between Heaven and Earth and scramble messages from God into church deception, your perception my reflection the other colors in the spectrum the brethren, I the peace corps we street laws, engaged in Beast Wars the visionary bombs, military arms at that motherfucker with pitchfork and horns I alchemy throughout the galaxy to cause and ice, like Flames in Calgary you're trapped in, the of corruption left a fossil, in my of destruction
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[Hook- x2] we smash mics, and blast too and as we cast the first stones at Christ
I am the man who lives above the force of and evil [Jus the man that handed down the to give to my people live under laws of bald Allah] there's no get trapped with the trenchcoat killers in [Jus spark, feeling certain my days are marked live a life that conflicts with the I'm taught fuck it, we it hardcore, raw and ragged ya team must be hidin they balls, a faggot [Jus I came with the light and gave sight to the black ink contained to truth on white pages you're sliced Allah] subjected to a Jedi Mind, bombin your moves John Africa Allah] we at ya the is the bomber Allah] we unaffected as we protected by God's
Ikon x2] we smash mics, and blast too and as we cast the first stones at Christ