letra de god complex - payday monsanto
aye, yo although i believe the discerning among us know. at this point i don’t think i could over-emphasize enough. you see, every one of your vices is run by, either demons, or reptiles. the fascinating aspect of this is how they work together. now, let me elucidate…
right out tha gate, f-ck all the music you make. it’s cookie-cutter sh-t, plus it’s stupid & fake. i’m not a battle-rapper, but i’d be a futile mistake. i will take 100% of all the loot that you make, crash ya birthday & drop a deuce on ya cake. lyrically rip out ya jugular with lucifer’s rake. you speak with forked-tongue, i’ma have to bring the noise to a break, & treat you like a poisonous snake. i lose to n0body, & most might get ate, then smashed like that f-ggot who ghost-write for drake. i’m the deity all these dummies are tryin’ ta be. i’m no lower than him, he’s no higher than me…& i’ll beat yo ass…
(the mans’ got a god complex)
your leaders are dubious, beholden to the talmudic tractates that state, gentiles exist just to serve they jewish-ness. it’s not conducive to groovy-ness, it’s makin’ me get lugubrious. it’s insalubrious to freedom, & the antithesis of what i would consider a human is(humanist) vultures have co-opted ‘ya culture, & mentally control ‘ya, ’cause they essentially told ‘ya what music is. they all revel in the fact they took ‘ya divinity with obscenity, put the devil on ‘ya back. the god in me won’t allow that to pass in my class. you will be feelin’ my wrath, & i’ll beat yo ass…
(the mans’ got a god complex)
your mind’s cravin’ ignorant to the true crime haven. george soros, sheldon adelson, haim saban, they thaked it, & funded all these entities, givin’ tons of crates of guns to your enemies. it doesn’t matter if it’s isis, or it’s interscope, they entertanin’ you with terror, ’cause they interlope. it would be wise to concede the impedance, the international “heeb” has no allegiance. & they believe gentiles are born to order ’em, get ’em in a concentration camp, & slaughter ’em. they only been cast away ’cause of they crimes, kicked out of locations 109 times. but, once again you fall for the ploy, their toys hurt my joy, it’s goy vs. goy. ya better learn they aim to destroy the gentiles, avoid the goy vs. the goy. god forbid i get a little perturbed, ’cause somebody got the nerve to ask for what they deserve. they grovel for baubles, & trinkets, but they’ll never get ’em. cater to whatever special interest, that’ll benefit ’em. ya better never expect me to appease haters, i would rather m-st-rbate with a cheese-grater. the truth reigns supreme, there ain’t a thing greater, i will bring the guillotine for the king-maker. you’re enthralled by the emperor’s smile, my goal is to watch his head roll down the isle. f-ck your class, i’ll rip your whole pretense in half. don’t make me whip-out the paddle, ’cause i’ll beat yo ass…
(the mans’ got a god complex)
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