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letra de relic - coal cash

[intro]

pastor james wickstrom: ..me, rabbi finkelstein of new york, that we both have two fathers..
..my father, who’s not your father, my father yahweh, who isn’t your father. of course your father is talked about by my father in john 8:44, stating that your father was satan and that you’re the descendant of cain who was the first murderer, and you know that’s true because you teach in your synagogue

rabbi abe finkelstein: well that’s true, but it’s not for you goyim know. but right now it’s too late. it’s over for the white race, so that’s why i’m speaking so honestly here to lay it out into the open so that you can see it for what it is

[coal cash]

i don’t believe what you said and i’m a leave with your head
my dread spreads through the underground with the eaters of dead
i was bred to sunder crowns, ground your town into chopped meat
my techniques ungodly plus n0body can stop me
watch me slay the natti i was probably born do it
call my hatchet saint patrick when i smash it through a druid
going through it like a ratchet spraying ketchup on your dress shirt
your verses lack theatrics to match up with my best work
death lurks my facets, the -ssets of eclectic sk!ll
a will to k!ll the fascist blasting through grills with electric drills
my guild is reckless you got a death-wish to test the hate
create an energy nexus larger than texas when i decimate
deprivate your sensory when i escalate intensity
with a density so great can penetrate its propensity
defensively the st-rdiest, hip-hop clergy impervious
your verses beg for mercy
decapitating snakes like perseus
superbly rich, unearth me with the myth of vikings’ past
fast to slash to bits, m-ssacres lit when the lightning flash
a t-tan’s wrath and when i spit i split the heavens wide
residing with my brethren unsung legend of armageddon’s tribe
vibing triple 7, 11 dimensions to my extension
not to mention it’s all congruent but to affluent for comprehension
i’ll bomb your henchman and turn these freshmen back to carbon
while i’m carving through your ranks and at my flanks you’ll find the spartans
starving for recognition, conditions of “i’ve been hungry”
so i’ll eat through your humvee jeep war over beef like cliven bundy
get live for your country while we rising the flames of h-ll’s pit
with pig’s at your door for ultimate war like james h-llwig
i tell kids beware preparing for this heinous state
strafe through bullet exchanges, close range i hope my aim is straight
i raid the game making it rain, stained appendages
intended tremendous pain while the core of your brain hemorrhages
defended terrain, i got the most insane accolades
evading the capture, raining disaster on the master’s cage
put ’em out to pasture while i blast ya from a gr-ssy knoll
your skull becomes drafty, brains splash free from a nasty hole
been told i’m crafty, don’t ask me for a show of sk!ll
drill your corpse with a dead horse cause my lethal force is overk!ll
i rototill over your grill and make it spill your thoughts
and of course the only capital in hip-hop is still new york
i build a fort and wrap supports with your severed heads
with a hedge so decrepit it’s dread reflected in its wretched dead
i spread a method so aggressive it’s non-contested
no vestige of your defeat will reach the keep of history’s record
spit heat with a beef so epic it caused the wreckage of tiamat
wrapped in an asteroid belt, planets would melt if we attacked
don’t need a gat to slap the cr-p out these f-cking dudes
my crew is destruction, i’m too disgusting and it’s nothing new
i’m crushing through and it’s true what i do is magical
spit a capital coup with a view that had grew too radical
the emphatical savage ravage with annual manuals
spit the actual havoc and laugh at damage collateral
cannibal with mechanical claws, the tyrannical admiral
my ship spits cannonb-lls, rip through the walls of your v-g-n-l
train animals for war like hannibal on a woolly mammal
we’re equipped with mandible jaws can’t bite off more than we handle
so we trample and k!lling floor more like tiananmen square
spitting death for the millennium but what would anyone care?
so beware the pentium, with nuke capable ps3s
and know a tree by it’s root underground like vietnamese
far be it from me to plea or agree with a major
rock a razor for these fruit loops, i root euthanasia
h-ll raisers slayed your troop, you puke bubonic flavor
later to blame it on a comet when we bomb the youth in asia
could shoot a laser off the satellite excalibur
watch your dome explode like the flight of the challenger
the mayan calendar past the powers of 20-12
as towers burn on the back of your money funny as h-ll
while dummies sell this country to hungry foreign regimes
biochemical wars we fought in don’t get caught in the quarantine
the war machine, i’ve seen marines rocking red cross
send ’em off in their teens trained on screen to blow your head off
let off some steam to the screams of a red horse
i’m better off dead, that’s what they said, knocking on death’s door
a mess for the youth, no excuse for garbage island
compiling under the carpet, feed your carc-ss to the lions
a product of science, defiance vs zionism
so i’m driven to violence til we triumph over its system
but that ain’t wisdom, cataclysms will give ’em martial law
the poor will die in vain while your brains will stain the marble floor
it’s just a game of chess while you playing checkers
projection through e.l.f. clover leaf vs. woodp-ck-r
the good sheppard cause a leopard never changes spots
i’m blotting the n-z-‘s, illuminati’s what i came to stop
they’re training cops to keep the blocks on some hatred
wealthy, stealthy behind their shields, slay you in the field like david kelly
a wayward lp that i buried under proper bricks
some sh-t to ignore like kids k!lled on the sh0r- of the gaza strip
preposterous to have to say that k!lling kids is wrong
but silence is consent so speak contempt or make these villains strong
with trillions on the military industrial complex
while death from starvation can end from a tenth spent on the conquest
it’s beyond flesh, this is a war fought over human souls
drove to rebellion so demons in h-ll can consume you whole
-ssuming the goal is to control apotheosis
to promote us to the godly that’s illuminati’s focus
but hocus-pocus, it’s just a parlor trick of hollywood
if asked to do evil most these feeble people probably would
cause poverty’s hoodwink makes the good think it’s impossible
but learning truth from lies is really mankind’s biggest obstacle

[outro]

rabbi abe finkelstein: ugh you been teaching the people we are good, but they don’t wake up, do they? you don’t get a lot of followers, do they? because you know why? they’re scarred of us jews. because they do not want to be called anti-semites. and they believe that we’re the chosen people. and so that’s why uh we can do whatever we want to do and we can get away with it cause the white men are cowards..

rabbi abe finkelstein: …from hundred to three hundred thousand children a year just here in this country. and we drain their blood and we mix with a p-ssover bread and then throw the bodies into the slaughter houses that we own, and we grind up all the bodies into sausage and to hamburger. mcdonald’s is one of our favorite outlets, and uh the people they eat ’em for breakfast, they eat up their children for lunch, and uh you know us jews, you know, we gotta uh, we gotta do what we do

pastor james wickstrom: ..you’re very open tonight. i’m very surprised that you’re talking about blood-letting of the little children that you put their blood in matzah b-lls and that you eat it on sacrifice on p-ssover

rabbi abe finkelstein: people don’t want to listen. we’ve been doing this for thousands and years, since down to adam’s time
we take the children of our enemy, which is the white race, and we bring ’em to the bas-m-nts in the synagogue, where we drain their blood and watch them die…..and so we eat the blood of our enemies. and the bodies — ahh — we’re not cannibals. so, what do we do is we take those, cause we can make some shekels, and we give them to the slaughter houses, and those are pounds and pounds and pounds of meat that we grind up into sausage and to hamburger, and that’s why we made those the most popular things — sausage for breakfast and hamburger for lunch, and so all the goyim out there are really eating their children. and even when we say this outright and tell you people, you don’t believe it. so that’s, that’s your problem

- coal cash

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