paroles de chanson Assisted Assaults - Apakalypse & Beast 1333 feat. Jah Nigga Da Baptist

1: Sorry these are homemade off what i hear
I burn off my finger prints
Then dip hollow tips in atlantium
Kill off these devils one by one
With phantom powered mics
As you drive drunk down the turn pike you see the black plastic bags
With chopped up commercial fags
Bohemian groves secret society blasphemy
CIA telepathy
Satantic alchemy did not originate from the 19th galaxy
The strawman, a real fictional character? tax your identification card
In capital letters
You are owned by the shadow elite
I go deep like when you are asleep
Is probably the only true time you're really awake
Ancient hand mudras
I used a fused a flesh from the bone
Of your fucking? cold blooded snake?
I refused to sell my fate a long time ago
Now I walk alone
With heavy metal and chrome
Chem trails fucking up our dome and Dna geno
Harp, fucking up our ozone
Earthquakes eventually will destroy the entire west coast of the United States
Oil bein drained and that lubricates the friction between the fault lines in techtonic plates