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Fuck Religion - inst by Mors
snake pit
blasphemous rhymes
I say shit
like all of the time
face it
one of kind
they basic
singing praises to the divine
it's not enough we must pay the cost
to solve all the problems
think we’re lost
got a lot reasons
city of heathens
hear me now
A little bit of Anarchy in my system
Dismissing my ‘ism’ prisons
Like fuck religion, little visions to live in
Fictitious prescriptions give me the sickness
Bred inside my head since I’ve been
Six to ten like a cigarette, Cancerous…
Talk about life
We’re all serving the same damn time
Snakes don’t lie
But man does scribe
Foolish vibes of a too loose mind
Plans described to advance his tribe
Hand over eye with led in the hearts
Keep from asking why
Like they did from the start
Vivid, still living in art
Under fallen stars a puzzle evolved
Under modern czars it crumbles, dissolves
Like what it called when humanity falls flat
Fallback to false flag combat
Fuck a life on contract
I bust off in crafted compact
Questions up in my backpack
For freedom I may take that long nap
Reason being, yeah, I’m mad
Prophecy speaks the damned
sacred land with contraband
Constant chaos, Taliban
The sin of man an excuse to sin again
To win the hand you can’t give a damn
Inside my head I see it end
Peace isn’t possible with religion
Tussy_Lambz aKa Gazelle_Mon aKa Bradley J
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♫ instrumental by Mors ♫
➥ http://www.mors.xxx
➥https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_13a8kWnBfapbR0QZwHrg
➥ https://soundcloud.com/morsbeats
Image ‘The Moonlight King’ by Benjamin Ee
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➥ https://twitter.com/theboyofcheese?lang=en
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blasphemous rhymes
I say shit
like all of the time
face it
one of kind
they basic
singing praises to the divine
it's not enough we must pay the cost
to solve all the problems
think we’re lost
got a lot reasons
city of heathens
hear me now
A little bit of Anarchy in my system
Dismissing my ‘ism’ prisons
Like fuck religion, little visions to live in
Fictitious prescriptions give me the sickness
Bred inside my head since I’ve been
Six to ten like a cigarette, Cancerous…
Talk about life
We’re all serving the same damn time
Snakes don’t lie
But man does scribe
Foolish vibes of a too loose mind
Plans described to advance his tribe
Hand over eye with led in the hearts
Keep from asking why
Like they did from the start
Vivid, still living in art
Under fallen stars a puzzle evolved
Under modern czars it crumbles, dissolves
Like what it called when humanity falls flat
Fallback to false flag combat
Fuck a life on contract
I bust off in crafted compact
Questions up in my backpack
For freedom I may take that long nap
Reason being, yeah, I’m mad
Prophecy speaks the damned
sacred land with contraband
Constant chaos, Taliban
The sin of man an excuse to sin again
To win the hand you can’t give a damn
Inside my head I see it end
Peace isn’t possible with religion
Tussy_Lambz aKa Gazelle_Mon aKa Bradley J
✍️ https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/gazellemon/
📷 https://www.instagram.com/the_bradleyjames/
🐦 https://twitter.com/bradjsperry
♫ instrumental by Mors ♫
➥ http://www.mors.xxx
➥https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_13a8kWnBfapbR0QZwHrg
➥ https://soundcloud.com/morsbeats
Image ‘The Moonlight King’ by Benjamin Ee
➥ https://www.artstation.com/theboyofcheese
➥ https://twitter.com/theboyofcheese?lang=en
➥ https://www.instagram.com/theboyofcheese/?hl=en
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