Ill Bill - Doomsday was written in an alien bible (2008) | Текст песни

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[Ill Bill]
I've seen the seven-headed dragon talking to the eagle
The two-headed snake illustrates a caution to the people
Electronic fog, alien bibles, crop circles at the sand in Cairo
Like Kiss in '76 demanding pyro
Human history, 50% catastrophe
It's actually the arms race between the facts of anarchy
The secret to success is believing that you succeeded
Is more than an achievement;
It's as important as you breathing
Sometimes it's one and the same, who's running the game?
All we ever say is \"they\", they know it's fun to complain
This shit should cause people to riot and flip
The way I think; I've been classified as violent and sick
I'm like a time bomb, the CIA designed me to tick;
Designed me to head over to papi to buy me a brick
These mother ships hit our radars in the skies as a blip
The entire sky is eclipsed just like the size of my dick

[Hook x 2]
Are these the doomsday chronicles the Bible quotes?
Or is this similar to shock that suicide provokes?
We're all slaves at the auction where our lives are sold
Time to free our minds from the shackles and the lies of old
[Ill Bill]
I leave the face of your society with buck fifty scars
Sour Diesel spliffs from weed jars and flip police cars
Put holes the size of grapefruits through riot gear
Bloody footprints from Jordan 4's on your floor, we pioneers
Take fools to higher tiers, elevate to a higher learning
To a talking bush on the mountain with fires burning
Commandments are carved in stone
Where lightning bolts the thrown in anger, meant to spark the dome
Now frightening results unfold
Dragons, eagles, snakes, and aliens captured;
We keep 'em caged in various constellations and areas
Coded through letters, numbers, and symbols that transmit
Pulses and whistles and activate hundreds of missiles
Hundreds of killers with multiple pistols
While these name brands reverse engineer spacecrafts and make trillions
They made the cure for AIDS and ceased production
While the poor die and fester in diseased corruption

[Hook 2x]

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