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(Mr. Hyde)Super-civil arrest blast your teflon vest bastardsHyde distress terrorists, the methodists of death bitchIncorrect politicly linguisticly I`m lethalYo check my history it ain`t no mystery to peopleThe Governer of Brit will have your mother sucking dickFuckin rubbin on her clit until she`s bludgeoned by a brickYo to hell with secret-service men my burners stay disturbing themThey turned into my servants when my urchins said to murder themAll anarchists are lovin it while stubborn Feds are buggin itYour governments discorvered cut to pieces in my coven kidI`ll tarnish you with carnage now your seargant`s paying homageGot Bin Laden and Saddam wrapped in bondage in the garbageMy knife`s out, so stand back the White house is ran sackedDespite how the Anthrax choked life out your grand pappsTorture is imense torture crawlin out your ventsThe gore Hyde that invents put dents in your defense(Necro)I`m like Malcom when he came back from Mecca--not a racistBut when they come to kill me at my speech I`ll shoot `em in they facesI lived a life of aggrevation, contemped in lacerationSo I`m exempt from assassination attemptsAttack you like airborne pilots, beat you like General CornwallaceYou cornballs are minimal adjust your eyelids privateEnding your squadron, run up on you like Benjamin MartinWith the Inidan Axe peelin your skin back for startinI`ll start a revolution with this rugged rhymeBut fuck your Source cover I want my face on the cover of TimeYou Benedict Arnold`s will be smokin crack like bridgesWe`re burning bridges So you can`t cross `em cause our militia`s viciousThe 13 colonies bring it to you, get on the horseWe`ll be ripping your chest while they`re stitching your flesh like Betsy RossImages of onslaught cadavers and bleedingI`d give a shout out to the soldiers that fought so I could have freedom(Goretex)After war, on the return trip, burning my psycheExtractin the passion from the paws of Christ it`s priceyNuclear frost California first to break offSpace cowboys 30 cc`s ready for take offLieutenants tank holdin my rank we climb sky portsIslamic amputees disguised as cyborgsI was born to die the first martyrTorn from a place with burnt buildings and no fatherRaise the ediquite of warface torture to makeWar to Kuwait grenades tossed I through the corpse in the lake it`s more cakeRevolution 9 new york quake it`s an emergencyBridges for tunnels this underworld is a murder spreeFuckin with G world trade in the cloudTerror network I`m still smellin people downtownWhipe some tear gas the ying and the yang dead in the fear10 to 15 they watch the dent in heaven appear(Sabac)They held me captive I was being bludgeoned and starvedSeeing stars half a day from introduction to GodFeel the scars on my flesh my whole mind was destroyedHardest test of my life, the kind I try to avoidI heard voices in my sleep one night a visitor spokeQuoting the art of war the voice had given me hopeBroke out a sweat grab the tech, shot away to freedomHundreds die for their lives and now I`ve got you beatenI`m defeatin any enemy that comes in my pathWether political or criminal I let the guns blastComing mass like Marcos and Brooklyn`s my ChiaposRage a war against police they can`t look me in the opticsSabac is equivelant to the object of militanceConsider this your option with the lives of imbevelenceI`m commited and deligent, equipt with the killer shitThe opressors nightmare if I talk it I`m livin it(Ill Bill)I robbed the Auschwitz I was tattood with numbers for laborKids, babies, and mothers were sent directly to gas chambersStepping out of freight cars sorted by age and professionAnd whether or not you capable of working the slave laborChildren and elderly people were the first to be takenTo shower rooms and exterminated and burnt to creamationThe rest of us kept behind and electric fence shaved headsStarvin and workin to death and perished by days endTruthfully we were the lucky ones, the fortunateI remember stories of ways the doctors mainly used to torture menChildren and pregnant women unspeakable horrors6 million martyrs from the sheet of the surgery with no anesthesiaI`m a prisonor of war or religionA prisonor of nazi Germany I`m caught in the systemWith dreams of torturing Hitler with blow torches and pistolsFor every jew that died I survived my story continues

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