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Smoking Gun

de Boole

Sick of fuckin lies
And I'm sick of fuckin cells
And I'm super sick of
seven fuckin planes of hell
All my hell is other people
Far beyond your good and evil
Bigots of a book borne bullish eye
Ticket to the wartorn bloodborne lie

People dyin, eye on zion
Sell a mind and sell a body
Sell it to illuminati

Fight me now, or fight me sooner
Feel the wrath of a new Arjuna
Buckle to the pressure and the pain that you have
Power to the people and the dead king Ahab
See a new prophet like an old Gibran
How will you be steppin when your weapons are gone

Stake your claim beneath the clay
We don't need you anyway

You can never fail
You're the Alphamale, far over me
Then you grieve because the gamma thieves
Are breeding with your queen

Our whole world was made for you
And every single aging womb
We are all alive today
To help you spread your DNA, and
Every single girl I know
Would die to help your baby grow
Drowning in a sea of red
I'll respect you when I'm dead
When I'm dead

We're here now in the age of Tao
With the power of oneness, temple of Shao
Pushin from the in, to the out, to the inside
Taggin me along, taggin me for the long ride
People that you mocked are holding your stock
People that you sung to shunnin your rock

Spread your morals on your laurels
Runnin, gunnin, sunnin, funnin,
never even saw us comin

Down from the depths of an ancient karma
Up from the chasm of a righteous dharma
Takin token time, gimme the reason, gimme the rhyme
Faking another fact, breakin a track, makin a dime

Good book, bad book whatever you say
I see many, go and pray, we don't need you anyway

You can never fail
You're the Alphamale, far over me
Then you grieve because the gamma thieves
Are breeding with your queen

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