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fire lord ozaii - tha god fahim lyrics

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sins of a wise man lookin’ for clearance
i let the h*llfires raise and consume your spirit
i’m trapped in holy wars, so enemies, i lost respect for
liftin’ the tec for puttin’ holes in you like connect four
i manifest biblical text
n*gga, you softer than passionate s*x
before the next sentence, you’re facing the steel, a couple inches
multiple stitches
hopeless dreams and nightmares withhold the wicked
the flow is gilgamesh epic, i walk the bridges of h*ll
and dialect with demons in the ancient realm
ritual trooper, starin’ straight into the face of medusa
livin’ tormented, indented, in paragraph diction
defyin’ physics, live in a war, die in the trenches
i sharpen the blade on my axe ’cause any n*gga can get it
tryin’ out the meat cleaver on the queen of sheba
changin’ your demeanor, i give mcs amnesia
the fort surrounded by gargoyles on some lord of the rings sh*t
automatic m16 sh*t givin’ mad trauma
my plan’s to slice the moon in half with the katana
full clip bullsh*t for any drama
do you like cain, i might just clothesline you
and find you, creepin’ behind you, let the light blind you
you die a slow death, it’s doomsday
today is the day you passed away
my pineal gland shines like jean grey
winged demon, leavin’ you scorned
i battle with warlocks that wear devilish h*rns
it’s king khufu, comin’ to loot you
let the graveyard scoop you, resurrect you, then recruit you
livin’ a life full of sorrows, shields left on the battlefield
seven seals, seven sacraments, government k!lls
makin’ deals, so it’s signed in blood, death on appeal
stargate visions, blowin’ your sh*t off to the twilight dimension
to highlight the k!llin’, i swing the lightsaber to see blood spillin’
my team cultivated, your style’s overrated
my heart’s dark, i can’t change it
doin’ the bidding of the grim reaper
speak with the serpent, tell ’em i seen ya
marchin’ with h*llsp*wns on armageddon
chemical weapons, death is a blessin’
leavin’ your predecessor askin’ questions
the lyrical molestin’ is takin’ place
f*ckin’ with the god, you ain’t safe
gun in your face, it’s cold case, your fate now hangs
the dreamcatcher
but soon as the venom catch ya, break into your temple
the high monk get captured, now prepare for the rapture
of the hash*slingin’ slasher, you f*ckin’ b*st*rd
puttin’ n*ggas in caskets, bein’ ratchet with the ratchet

- tha god fahim lyrics

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