Larro Wannah - Accidents Don't Happen (Definition Of A Fabled Reality) lyrics

[Tabs] It's the sword saint, here to paint it red Ain't a lie, look a snake in the eye before I take his head Cuz their goal is dominance, holding our souls as hostages With bubonic plagues and AIDS that were made to control the populace It's obvious, helping hand that spreads omni present Is really a hellish scam of planned obsolescence Crooks and cheaters looking prestigious with they suits on The fallen angel with two horns is George Sr. in his true form And on my life they try to hollow me With slanderous propaganda and cancerous ideology In God we trust, but those f**s were atheist Signing the Constitution, using the blood of real Patriots Lately it's berserk, encircle body, street sharks in the deep dark with weak hearts Get branded by the beast mark Their souls are simply sold so I use walls of fire to torch reports of false messiah and Da Vinci codes You won't escape the crash site, cast hype is your last sight Try to calculate the outcome, just couldn't get the math right I wait in salvation so I ask Christ Walking through the hallways of my past life with a flashlight and a hash pipe To pave the road that leads out the days of old When they enslave your soul through brain control and you would play the role And that's cold, they attack and trap souls For blood money and black gold in a country where crack's sold Filled with swine cops who make time stop with 9 shots And pine boxes deep as f** and creeping up in your blind spot I mainly write rhymes, cuz I love to spoil that blood oil that travels through Cheney's pipelines And light shines to open eyes and recognize the sins of Satan Erase this genocide under the guise of liberation You live your lives in limitation, lies and infiltration When love dies I'll use that blood skies as inspiration You asked for, really want beef well here's war [4x] [Coal Cash] Until the ?? goes atomic and God floods the world with waves of vomit To burn demonic slaves with the rage of plate tectonics Vortex of reckless comets, crush the Earth and all upon it I spit sionic ?? to scramble brains and make an omelet f**ers y'all don't want it like Islamics during Crusades The pyramid's Masonic, but Egyptians made the true slaves Roman crucifixions, Roman Christians rule the new age Pope's been boning children in the buildings where you fools pray Coke's been sold to billions making millions at the true slaves Joke is that the k**ing helps the filling of the new graves Oil wells are drilling making trillions off the fuel trade Innocent blood spilling, kids k**ing still in their school days Media needs a villain for when filling up their news page Real crooks are chilling make billions off their dues paid Who paid Halliburton for working on Iraq Same person who made it certain that you had to pay your tax The fact your back is hurting, you're only working for scraps And laid out on the table, they're under your masters laps Take a nap and act like you never heard it In Tiananmen Square where there were 30,000 murdered Perverted is the way of the people that live today And the ?? decay as she pulled that went astray Observed it in a way, we slowly accept the gay Converted into slaves to the service of our braves Unholy circus parade that made its way towards Haiti As pregnant ladies get ?? to slaughter aborted babies I'm the one that's crazy, maybe so if the shoe fits But the tracks don't match my soul if you try to go to prove it This is more than music, this is true spit by the chosen Examine the planet's attic, can't fathom the d**h devotions Your ignorance is potent, what is life but just a moment To wait for the moment of d**h to start a quest for its atonement