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I
never
think
of
poverty,
you?
I
think
God
will
provide
us
what's
the
best
And
now
I
suppose
that
I
can
leave
you
Stupid
helpless
bitch
lyin'
and
listen
It's
that
religious
garbage
that
I
used
to
play
Corruption
of
power
Lead
to
darkness
Mind
control
Thoughts
to
devour
Monetary
gain
Profit
from
pain
Cash
for
death
Life
is
wealth
The
largest
sum
Can
not
be
won
Monetary
gain
Profit
from
pain
It's
that
religious
garbage
that
I
used
to
play
Decay
of
all
morality
Destroying
all
rights
to
charity
Corruption
of
power
Leads
into
darkness
Mind
control
Thoughts
to
devour
Monetary
gain
Profit
from
pain
Monetary
gain
Profit
from
our
pain
Yeah
1 P.S.P.I.
2 Birth of Ignorance
3 Stench of Prophet
4 Ill-Neglect
5 Denial of Existence
6 Regression-Progression
7 Collateral Damage
8 Time
9 Walking Corpse
10 Monetary Gain
11 Wilt
12 Hope
13 Blockhead
14 Anti-Homophobe
15 Unjust Compromise
16 Perpetual Conversation
17 Lord Of This World
18 Bed Sheet
19 Repeat at Length
20 Let's Go Summer Beach
21 Not Me
22 Spare Change
23 The Shah Sleeps in Lee Harvey's Grave
24 Hear Nothing for You
25 Pre-Natal Homeland - Funky Budda Dub
26 AC/BT
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