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insane poetry - jihad lyrics

[intro: cyco]
gladiator music!
yeah, n-gga, yao
n-ggas still ain’t f-cking with me
ya n-ggas still ain’t taking my crown off my head, b-tch!
yaaaoo
sutter kain, n-gga! insane poetry!
c’mon! king of the f-cking white people
motherf-cker! yeah, y’all done f-cked up now
we came here to take back whats ours, motherf-cker!
who started this sh-t!? you f-cking f-ggots!
now bow the f-ck down!

[verse 1: cyco]

now journey inside my lyrical catacombs
wrestle style, snap your bones
in ? in half ? n-ggas in skin ? i been ? of beef with a n-b ? in me
of a human specimen, back to the graveyard the spot his next to ?
not special ed, ? the man for the murder who’s got the fourth power
you can k!ll me, but i’ll be back within a hour
see it’s my lyrical catacombs you’re following
swallowing my patterns like my shadow
will any of y’all like to battle? i don’t think so
? them, n-ggas like
e 40 but not with game for that insane sh-t, that raising pain sh-t
leaving your brain with tumors
rumors that i was wack, have been squashed
so n-gga get out my way, i’m blasting more parts
? but these ain’t ? box my vocals bust like peac-cks, and half these n-ggas
bleed like they from treetops (cause?)
i shoot n-ggas up like heroine
and busting up kneecaps with bats
serial k!ller afro american!

[chorus: cyco]

you going inside the mind, inside the mind, inside the mind!
of a suicide bomber! i’m a white ? corrupt and on my back
is a backpack strapped with a bomb!
you going inside the mind, inside the mind, inside the mind!
of a suicide bomber! i’m a white ? corrupt and on my back
is a backpack strapped with a bomb!

[verse 2: cyco]

it’s the new urban legend with a thirst, the ? weapons putting cheese in that wind box
to ? a curse blessing, not from your church ? i’m king of merk ? he is a false
professor ? in the earth heaven, i ? of circuits, gods of war with a appet-te to bring
armageddon with verses, i’m a carnivore on a track, and a ? fresh meat then
speak the words of my 7 deadly sins, shoot this pickle jar i have your ? wicked
sports q-e-s-p-n witness! the black magic of a ? sentence! suicikick war, n-gga
check me in, vengeance! it’s a muscle boat to practice religion, when i know they about to
savage ? christians listen! i’m on a mission just to let them talons blow psycho!
insane poet black edgar allen poe!

[chorus: cyco]

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