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Warchild
I turn seconds into minutes and minutes into hours
I take Tony Blair outta work and put midgets into power
That's a bad decision cause neither can see where we coming from
Im married to multiple vices but ive only got one ring on
Im dying to spill out and spoil shit like dirt in a glass
You'd identify with everyone of my words if you were working class
But your not your a white picket fence a suburbanite
Im poor and my mind is more evil than Bin Laden pulling his turban tight
The bible is a well written piece of fiction, my laughter seems odd
My better side is neither here nor there like the world after these gods
Im gonna be arrogant and say my best rhymes are still in my pen
I'll bring Jesus back to life on halloween just to kill him again
I consume the worlds lies and spew out the truth
The minute the Pope died the devil flew out the roof
Of hell to go and duel with God for his presence
His followers were fools just a squad for his sentence
I walk around with my heart at war with my head
I really wonder would you understand me more if im dead?
Johnny 6-feet
Psychotic thoughts move like juggernaughts in a china shop
So get taught, my flows an epileptic, time to rock
With spinal shocks, i declare war on the nearest standing to me
Stab 'em with wit as hard as diamond, my tounge is spitting rubies
Loosely, don't try to noose me, if you want to hang out
Can't figure my philosophies, they talk with bland mouths
Dying from this damn drought, so let's get brainstorming
Get the rain pouring to epic floods, in the same morning
These lames boring, like waffling geriatrics on crutches
Living in the dark ages like the fuses have busted
So much courage i've mustered, that i'm rivalling heinz
Jamming a gear box in you throat, some say i'm driving your minds
Jumping a class division, although its a yawning chasm
To a hip-hop fan, one verse from me is 4 orgasms
A pure phastasm, elavated beyond the thuggish thoughts
With the Child of War beside me, we move like juggernaughts