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letra de it is written - black magik the infidel

[intro]
psycho tested and demon approved
black magik the infidel

[chorus]
it is written in the motherf-ckin’ sand
it is written with these black hands
it is written that we all are d-mned
it is written that we our d-mned
it is written

[verse 1: black magik the infidel]
like dates on a tombstone or the words coming through this microphone
beware wherever i roam cause death is sure to follow
like the pages in the book of the dead or the bullsh-t you’re preacher just said
y’all better say your prayers cause the anti-christ is here
as mother earth sheds a tear
i get high on your fear
decade ago i turned heel and now i be leaving ’em look like some roadk!ll
when i decapitate them on tracks
rule the ruins like mad maxxx with verse after verse
as deadly as a pharaoh’s curse and what’s worse the silverback is on the prowl
n-gga, my hood is a sacred burial ground
as you encounter me is to conjurer me, not too many can handle this blasphemy
but this here my n-gga is prophecy
so get ready for the second coming
there is no need for running cause the devil is winning
and it’s the bottom of the ninth inning
and this is a h-ll, that the infidel is bringing
[chorus]
it is written in the motherf-ckin’ sand
it is written with these black hands
it is written that we all are d-mned
it is written that we our d-mned
it is written

[verse 2: insane poetry]
it was written people are driven to the point of no return, with no concern
for anyone else, your mere life thinkin ’bout sh-t burned
inside of a burning house, same place they used to turn ’em out (yes!)
see evil came with a bitter karma
god’s plan they couldn’t chip the armor
i’m the conduit, i present the author of devastations, it’s revelations
this oracle, this orator of this oracle got more data
the gore maker, one half of the butcher brother on deadly drugs (uh!)
the content that we pushing hard for the fiends on the boulevard of broken dreams
with the poking things inside the flesh to get high (get high!)
that morpheme in your blood stream just helping you get by (get by!)
cause life is just no fairy tale (nah!)
your every meal has to make decisions that may affect and change this living situations from fame to prison
h-ll yeah, you know the game is driven by evil men with the same intentions (uh-huh!)
same religion. devil h-rns no negatin’ that satan’s risen (yeah!)
they have sent me to paint the vision to show y’all everything forgetting
in the land of these heinous women that’s shaming children for a famous ending
[chorus]
it is written in the motherf-ckin’ sand
it is written with these black hands
it is written that we all are d-mned
it is written that we our d-mned
it is written

- black magik the infidel

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