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cambatta - god lived (devil dog) lyrics

i was fighting with the devil’s dog
thank god, i brought a helmet
the average american male skeleton
shatters in my hands like stale blunts
greatest tale ever told
this a tale you could only live to tell once
narcissistic and self l-st
and we wonder why lord don’t help us
swerving on my way to h-ll drunk
all i’m seeing is a weak leader with some good slaves
that’s a strong back with a frail front
hail trump
snipe his -ss from a thousand feet with a nail gun
and his wifey too, i don’t know the dame
she don’t hunch, get her bell rung
the tallest human is the smallest giant
this what happens when you starve a lion
before the battle, world is calm and silent
cause a riot, crumble all the walls of zion
wet your shirt
barrel spinning like the laundry drying
my inner light could charge a large appliance
without all the wires
when i met the alchemist
i thought him science
through the art of rhyming
i’m a child predator – not a pedophile
i’m the alien offspring of a predator
father traveled by warp speed through the nebula
met mom, made a crossbreed from s-x with her
all these god genes are moleculuar
he just called me through the cellular
stories of antiquity say that batta is a beam of light
that child born with special psychic powers only see at night
but in these modern times
in the doctor’s eyes
if you speak of me
you schizophrenic or have d.i.d
if you know me now
you’re the lunatic that imaginary people seek to meet
pigs yelling a.c.i.d
so i sold em’ lysergic diethylamide
i decide what cryptic data mean
i gave s-x advice to david carradine
am i monster or a moonstar?
old spirit in a new body
you’re an old n-gga in a used car
and the old earth is the new mars
girls sinning, sin and girls
get the cincos at the nude bar
i’m too charged
tryna buy my mama own planet with a huge jar
oh lord, save me
do a shroom then i go to church
oh my, baby
is that a p-ssy or an open purse?
told the nurse check my scr-t-m first
while you down there make sure that my b-n-r works
i was created to k!ll the earth
god body, so i know my worth
grow the purp then i [?] the walls
made my marcus garvey poster smirk
took the tablets i was supposed to [?]
grow a human from the holy dirt
boy oh boy, when the royal oil
bring a chicken back to life i know it works
all i see is birds, michael jackson with an open shirt
i had an epileptic seizure before i wrote this verse
they tried to tell me that my melanin mean that my soul is cursed

- cambatta lyrics

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