Golden Temple
[Bomshot]
You should bow to the master and to the golden temple
Bombshot Wu Tang fam ??? Instrumental
Christs desciples, coming with mics to strike you
Knives will slice you, my rhyme could re-write the Bible
On the backs of camels, pack an ammo, wrap the cammo
Imma get the streets open and climb out of a manhole
With Sunni m**ms, Bloods and 5%ters, build a hip-hop Mosque
Over the world trade centres
Swords been record (squashing?) your vital organs
Writing rhymes over piece made from your funeral organs
Pa**ion insertion with a mind of a surgeon
Merging a purer version to impregnate a virgin
My verse the worst curse to reverse this earth
First thing first, f** a nurse who ride the hell in a hearse
I can turn your b**h p**y to a c**aine purse
My inserts hurt and inverts the universe
Come and be with the Gods we can teach you many things
Practice everyday, Allah created everything... Peace
[Holocaust]
You see ghosts supposedly buried in d**h Valley
After the Sun sets in there is an abnormality
The track changes the course of the world with a secret weapon
You can get k**ed, forever desolate
I defiantly stand against time and elements
Scan nine explosions ran
The decomposition of a hundred zombies arose when you start quoting the magic potions
And the laughs of twenty ghost men, a lethal virus is stolen
The Robot Tank in the graves
Where you don't look can k** you, clues are scarce in the cave
American Indian folklore, you seek Nirvana but remember
If your duty is not kept you end up and in Altar Henna
Controversy shrouds cults, a man on the mountain drinks beers
A deadly '80s education, astrology is practiced for over four thousand years
Ideally it's forged by military conflict, but none said
You unleashed spirits from a mansion and cultures worldwide fear the Undead
Alien engineering at the temple of the spirit beneath a
The legend of the gory night creature, in the woods a feature
Colonise the treasure, a yard thirty six inches measured
Do not believe everything you see in the desert
Hawaiian Volcano Goddess creates havoc for the bludgeon
Many hated the man who is now perhaps out most beloved
Speed destructive in innovation symbols
Asked a Braskman, you flat scan
Armed force members where itching a Japanese attack
Become part of a junior horror gla** stand