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gasmask man - fatwa lyrics

yo b+tch, it’s about to get real!
(cut that)

hannibal on the scene feasting on your spleen
lean, mean fighting team like the mujaheddin
cannibals talking as you walk in to the fortress
no stress / be in duress as this funky fresh
crew from tora bora
cures nora
the mistress of freeze
cracker please
shoot you in the knees
as i’m stacking g’s
as you pray i slay
every mainstream and underground mc
won’t survive + even if you are an m.d
i implore the core of your inner self
abhor but still adore your sinners wealth
son of zеus, slayer of medusa
you choose a wеapon like the yakuza
you’re a loser by default + i’ve read the art of war, you’re in a cult
stonemasons ain’t got nothing on me / shoot you with an electric bolt
steampunk + post+apocalyptic / the world ended with rome
lucky if you don’t starve in yemen while riding a drone
call me dr. strangelove
stab you while wearing o.j.’s glove
as mars attacks + shoot the peace dove
always struggle to aspire to the level of thug
throw you through a window + call me varg vikernes
ramzi yusef drives the truck + leaves you in a bl++dy mess
press the red b+tton + activate the neon genesis
have a hate list / like nixon / enemies get p+ssed
as they end up on the chopping floor / v.p. like al gore
watch you drown as we melt the ice bergs with solar rays
it’s the day of reckoning / mass gassed until left in a total daze
i replace every weak minded individual
that’s not habitual
with the upcoming status quo
i grow in power call me the titular emperor hirohito
residual / perpetual leader of the ritual
spiritual aztec temple in your mental which you will
see as a vision before you expire in this impossible mission
as i’m cruising with tom on the way to be bruising your mom in the kitchen
you better listen + i’m only preaching this sermon once
got weapons of mass destruction in the tons
for you vermin and parasites + i am the rat king
i’m seeking global domination from here to nanking
start with the fatwa of you false prophets
you nothing but false hits + you got this?
you spread nothing but gossip
(voice clip of mohammad atta)
we have some planes

(verse 2)
i get my news from my dreams drinking ayahuasca with tucker carlson
and bill nye the science guy, tripping before the arson
burn your churches and your fake holy places of worship
if you try to stop / we’ll get you with the noclip
fly through the walls / find your secret passageways
like davinci did back in the day
doing 90 in the circle k parking lot as the dogs bark a lot
with lancelot in camelot / see with the camera shot
catch the death like zappruder
like rittenhouse, i’ll murk all you looters
and wannabe made men and rapists on the street / cutting deep
shoot the murderer of seth rich and send the footage to be wiki leake’d
nothing sweet about causing another mass genocide
as the tide turns + it burns (the nuclear waste) as we ride
back to bosnia / the crusades ain’t over
these war crimes can’t get any lower
unless you count the countless attempts of nato and the cia
who k!ll any world leader that doesn’t obey
the will of the 13th bloodlines that few betray
you display the lack of morals in this day and age
cities get laid to waste in a haste / babylon rises
the mcdonaldization of the globe / just another crisis
paranormal ghost rider / pass the lighter as we johnny blaze
gone insane / but you can’t phase the second coming of the base
training camps from kabul to kosovo but you don’t hear me though
as i write the second unabomber manifesto
speak to terry davis through my programming and i’m scamming
nigerian princes of their hard earned money as i’m planning
one final siege on washington d.c. and the beach of normandy
hide in the body of john candy / far from normality
heresy not believing this conspiracy
it’s pretty clear to me that the powers that be cut the throat of d.o.c
rotate the opec / then it becomes visible
indivisible like the mental from the physical
i get mad lyrical while most of y’all are hysterical
just another soulless robotic individual
it’s terrible to see that you can’t comprehend but still believe
without any proof / that’s quite the pet peeve
concepts get stolen then i mold ’em / put in a golem + this sh+t is golden
the midas touch + i’m overflowing with data, spit sh+t like your colon

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