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master builders - lord lyrics

[verse 4: canibus]
master builders is the name of the album
blow the planet to pieces and see what we salvage
right now n+gga, the backyard is a fat farm
you’ve never seen no rap star lamping like saddam in panama
man overboard, custom mopar snorkel exhaust
four by four, water ford your shores
mach 18, 100 feet off the deck
enough to scr+pe a little chicken meat off your neck
for every half hour, every rap you encounter
freeze dry you with some sour then i smash you to powder
don’t ever disrespect the god, join me, let’s pray to the lord
go lay your ass in some epsom salt
thermobarics blow you out your underground cavern for practise
like some kind of antigravity backspin
the meltdown half your unannounced assets for taxes
and leave the rest for your family to [?]
fear unbalanced, the ten thousand yard stare shatters
eggsh+ll veneer rappers, war’s a racket
we force+feed maggots, pulses of their organic matter
fahrenheit 9/11, a cabbage over a pot of boiling holy water
make it more dramatic if you a hardcore wh0re for theatrics
flying tigers, one plane, air frame for pilots
by the time you hear the air raid siren, you got to share that with a moment of silence
david crockett blast, you don’t want no scabies scabs
the currency ’bout to crash, i’ma pay you last
black mould on my plate, hold hands so my family will mumble pray
give thanks to being underweight
black crows on the gate go away
when they realise we ain’t got no bones to throw away today
ace hog way on the waist, i want chesapeake bay lobster
i traded it for a case of vodka
we them freight harbour neighbourhood graverobbers with homemade choppers
18 gauges, home depot sh+ll cases made from prefabricated copper
negotiate barter and trade dollars
but if not we trade for the hostage
high tech, low tech, no tech
the weight of the b00bytrap make the rope stretch
the old man head crash, sound like a meg+yacht boat wreck
go ask pharaoh if he let my people go yet
but what’s the point in me asking your name, if you don’t even own that
you just a clone to rap
if you can just destroy something and can’t build nothing
stupid motherf+cker, what do you think you gonna get

- master builders lyrics

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