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letra de gears of war - bedlam brethren

[intro: ?]
“he’s been badly wounded by white lotus’ kung-fu. he must be really lucky; if he walked another 19 steps, the poison would have spread until it reached his heart, then he would have died.”

[verse 1]
legion of doom, the way [?]; bl–dy bowl bonanza
rhyming frequencies that bust pipes and trick scanners
heavy the hammer; push through the strike in calm manner
gears of war never get wet in downpours
i rob at the speed of light; bless my mic
the all-seeing eye stay polished past the sight
blitzkrieg, reducing your frame to minced meat
real essence of hip-hop, now obsolete
mind travel, one-sixteen drops the gavel
earth shifts; blood-soaked kid splash the gravel
dimensions of death; i bring forth pride in battle
rap apostle; black [?] brawn and hostile
bones remarkable; scriptures buried next to fossils

[verse 2]
snowy nostrils; war games spray up your household
[?] i just mic on bellevue
pardon my henchmen, grease scares that bless you
forecast prediction, cold blood intentions
i mean harm; danger to snake charm from vixens
never sleep; seek to make my cypher complete
gears of war turn slowly; i speak, it gain speed
sun tzu novelist; write, new york metropolis
check my catalog; my culture, spoiled marvelous
hitchc-ck features; walk into the booth, freelance
talk horror in the mic and advance

[verse 3]
i war dance on the county council
small-town scoundrel; big-city state of mind, give you a mouth full of scalpel
the black plague epidemic
free the black slaves from bloodsuckers of the poor flying out of the bat cave
i bring various form of punishment, like mean parents, or king herod
and they say we seem like terrorists
mujahideen arrows that dwell in islamabad
word respond to gods; build and destroying an entourage
solar scientist; study the sunlight’s eclipse
i write a script, you slice your wrists; suicidal sh-t
serpent in the rainbow; they servin’ up the yayo
i keep my head surrounded by the circle of a halo
and shine like the twelve constellations of the zodiac
h-ll’s congregation will not hold me back
the holy black, angels bless [?] womb in the pharaoh’s tomb
and curse the unbelievers with poisonous arrow wounds..

- bedlam brethren

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