Lyrics Godflesh - Jedi Mind Tricks , Block McCloud , King Magnetic
We're
so
sick
with
the
flow,
sing
along
like
you
caught
A
disease
Manifest
in
the
mirror,
don't
sing
lip
shows,
we
go
beyond
Man
it's
hard
to
believe,
guess
we're
blessed
it's
a
miracle
So
watch,
it's
the
Army
Of
Pharaos
when
you
swallow
your
needs
Go
from
flesh
to
the
spiritual
Gotta
pray
for
a
miracle
like
Moses
when
he
parted
the
seas
Yes,
yes,
it's
a
miracle
They
call
the
stupid
on
the
Stoop,
I'm
in
the
studio
with
Stoupe
I'm
unusually
loose
in
a
movie
role
with
true
Co-starring,
don't
spar
with
no
heart,
it's
my
level
Those
targets,
slow
harvest,
bombarded
by
metal
So
garbage,
so
ghetto,
so
far
but
so
settled
Don't
harp
but
no
father,
slow
peddle
Rosetta
made
blooms
[?
]
We
all
got
a
history
of
violence
on
the
record
Except
for
this
record,
Baby
Grande
This
lady
take
the
stand
and
my
record's
playing
in
the
court
like
a
reggae
band
Still
a
ladies
man,
Mag
expensive
I
don't
get
brain,
I
test
dames'
gag
reflexes
Ecstasy
dealer,
I
bag
their
exes
Stab
em
breathless
without
grabbing
breakfast
I
might
pull
ahead
or
You're
lower
than
a
flat
when
I'm
reaching
with
a
spare
[?
]
Yo,
you
could
never
fucking
test
the
god
The
kickback
of
the
Smith
and
Wesson
hard
I
love
to
think
that
you
a
devil
for
ingesting
lard
That's
a
part
of
every
lesson
that
he
sent
the
father
Vinnie
never
claimed
to
be
a
prophet,
I'm
a
vessel,
god
Me
and
my
seven
Mac
11's
have
a
special
bond
Same
bond
when
the
Koran
give
me
a
special
calm
I
wave
the
motherfucking
ratchet
like
it's
Desert
Storm
And
use
it
so
I
can
detach
you
from
your
legs
and
arms
I'm
the
one
who's
reinventing
the
steel
The
one
who
took
the
art
of
rhyming,
reinvented
the
wheel
My
venom
will
kill,
my
spit
game
like
a
neurotoxin
They
call
me
blood
'n
guts
warrior,
Arturo
boxing
It's
nothing
anything
or
anyone
could
do
to
stop
em
Matter
of
fact,
even
attempting
it's
a
foolish
option
Anyone
who
try
to
disrespect
my
crew,
I'll
pop
em
And
tell
the
rest
of
the
puerto
ricans
bring
the
tools
and
[?
] em
Bury
them
and
the
Aryans
that
carried
them
All
stare,
scared
that
humanitarians
Spare
none
of
them,
tear
their
young
from
them
Shun
them,
punt
them
into
kingdom
come's
conundrum
Hunt
them,
punish
them,
confront
them
Drunken
them,
come
undone
thunking
Summons
him
from
the
stomach
of
a
sunless
dungeon
Bludgeon
them,
make
the
chump
to
become
consumption
Not
an
option
to
stop
us,
fairly
obvious
They're
innocuous,
the
despair
of
the
populous
Get
your
fill
of
I'll-gotten
goddesses
Drill
them
with
a
modest
amount
of
bottomless
promises
Turn
the
water
scarlet
red,
let
it
turn
from
the
faucet
heads
Get
to
[?
] little
trails
in
the
carpet
threads
Have
em
adamantly
smack
on
the
architect
[?
] on
the
carnage,
have
my
heart
set
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