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I ****** thousands of rappers Jus wit verses out of chapters Of the wrath out the Masters Bible Its titled Disciple Of God Against all odd I crucify All.rappers an then get baptized Cant.stone me They need to clown me Cuz the angel atoned From the seeds of jesus So.i.reaped the beatings Of my.savior So savor The real.kings of Egypt Cuz we the chosen people The devil need.you To not believe in who God He deceives you Underneath the roots Is where.he resides Until the darkness shall rise Again So this angel against The world im storing treasures in heaven Im God secret weapon Protected Kept it Now im released In.the belly of the beast But i feast An eat My way out till peace
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 6:14 PM UTC
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I ****** thousands of rappers Jus wit verses out of chapters Of the wrath out the Masters Bible Its titled Disciple Of God Against all odd I crucify All.rappers an then get baptized Cant.stone me They need to clown me Cuz the angel atoned From the seeds of jesus So.i.reaped the beatings Of my.savior So savor The real.kings of Egypt Cuz we the chosen people The devil need.you To not believe in who God He deceives you Underneath the roots Is where.he resides Until the darkness shall rise Again So this angel against The world im storing treasures in heaven Im God secret weapon Protected Kept it Now im released In.the belly of the beast But i feast An eat My way out till peace
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Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 6:14 PM UTC
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