[Verse 1: Planetary] I ain't never worship the Devil I'm always cursing in churches, my mother heard I'm a rebel I ran like a rebel, in 89, no baby nine Only weapon I had was a crazy rhyme But now it's the 2010 era Where I ain't even gotta use a pen to bend letters And you can listen to that, I recommend better How about the Army of the Pharaohs rap trend setters You see my endeavours are bound to end eras My syllable send terror, you killable men tear up I heard there's faggots I could find you with So don't forget I spit **** to leave him swine flu sick Let me remind you quick, I'm 2-1-5 Killadel county count me in I run through clicks I can take em back to battling, my javelin jagged I man handle 'em, call me rap's Marilyn Manson I'm dancing with demons with decorated pants from them bleeding Blasting your regions with poetry and passionate teaching The music is leaking, it's seeping thru the pores on tour Still raw, still swarming with the \"Storm of Swords\" [Chorus:] Blood in, blood out We run into this game until it runs out Blood in, blood out Am I my brother's keeper? No doubt [Verse 2: Crypt the Warchild] My life on trial, ya'll testify My wife don't smile, then she can slide I don't bite my tongue, don't need replies I eat cyanide before I eat my pride Tell G \"you and me\
[Verse 1: Planetary] I ain't never worship the Devil I'm always cursing in churches, my mother heard I'm a rebel I ran like a rebel, in 89, no baby nine Only weapon I had was a crazy rhyme But now it's the 2010 era Where I ain't even gotta use a pen to bend letters And you can listen to that, I recommend better How about the Army of the Pharaohs rap trend setters You see my endeavours are bound to end eras My syllable send terror, you killable men tear up I heard there's faggots I could find you with So don't forget I spit **** to leave him swine flu sick Let me remind you quick, I'm 2-1-5 Killadel county count me in I run through clicks I can take em back to battling, my javelin jagged I man handle 'em, call me rap's Marilyn Manson I'm dancing with demons with decorated pants from them bleeding Blasting your regions with poetry and passionate teaching The music is leaking, it's seeping thru the pores on tour Still raw, still swarming with the \"Storm of Swords\" [Chorus:] Blood in, blood out We run into this game until it runs out Blood in, blood out Am I my brother's keeper? No doubt [Verse 2: Crypt the Warchild] My life on trial, ya'll testify My wife don't smile, then she can slide I don't bite my tongue, don't need replies I eat cyanide before I eat my pride Tell G \"you and me\
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