Im scarred wit stitchez…residin in swampz & ditchez/
pay no mind to money-cars-& modelin bitchez//
Im clothed in garments…wit blood stainz from wolves-in-gardens/
I run wit Christ…ma soul’s been molded-&-hardened//
HE’s holdin ma pardon… so fruk U & ya worldly wayz/
Im-against abortion…& sickened by the marriage of gayz//
This world is filthy… we all take a part in the guilty…Im worst than the least/
I broke bread with demonz & beastz//
But now Im released… redeemed by the Blood of Jehovah/
my faith is a boulder..I discipline my body like soldierz//
Bring it-Im ready.. ma handz clasp steel machetes..
I battle wit force/
trample U like gallop of horse//
Stomp on ya corpse.. with nothin but the slightest remorse/
..these rappers R garbage/
I’ll stone U with bones of cartilage//
And leave U armless…bloodied-in da midst of gardens/
watchin ya veinz collapse, till your blood cells harden…………///

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-sandman
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