R.U.I.N. - Advent lyrics

(Verse 1) Picture this drinking your Bacardi son/ 50 Cent got 9 shots; you'll get the other 41/ Picture this, gangsters dealing in coke/ 50 Cent survived his 9 shots but you little Gs just won't/ Smoking sh**ty spliffs so swift, my peers think with sausages/ Then you wonder why they under, they can't think positive/ So don't call yourself soldier; you're not in an infantry/ And the word bullsh** don't even invoke the imagery/ Enslaved gangsta rappers, mirror their masters, it'll hurt to show/ They're not against slavery, just wanna reverse the roles/ I ain't no white savior, no Sir Christopher Columbus/ But for me everything is secondary to justice/ You advertise/ a lie/ cause I know there's a better way/ Like an aborted fetus, I wasn't born yesterday/ I don't care what you little pricks go learn to be/ Just know it's an evil game like the Olympics in Germany/ (Immortal Technique Clip) (Verse 2) I freed my mind like Abe Lincoln's slaves with scripture/ And my words are missed by the censorship filter/ Punish billionaires, Bill Gates, Warren Buffet/ Urban robin hoods roaring, “You can just s** it!” / They could save the whole-wide world at the drop of a bucket/ But like the Iceland Volcano, their heart is Core-rupted/ Don't tell me to stuff it; I'm not a thanksgiving turkey/ I ain't giving thanks for the bank winning perky early/ If politics is the third world, I'm the IMF/ Intelligent Minister Freedman, gonna leave nothing left/ How does it feel to be cursed by every religious book? / This the cry of Naboth, “Yo look at what those snitches took!” / Witnesses look, apokalypsis of steep prescriptions/ Causing stupid sh** riots over Artemis in Ephesus/ Feeling like John the Baptist standing over the Jordan/ Repent, God's coming, so don't say I didn't give warning/ (Paul Washer Clip) (Verse 3) (Verses 1 & 3 of O Holy Night! Text: John S. Dwight, Music: Adolphe Adam) O holy night! The stars are brightly shining/ It is the night of the dear Savior's birth/ Long lay the world in sin and error pinning/ Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth/ Truly He taught us to love one another/ His law is love and His gospel is peace/ Chains shall He break, for the slave is our brother/ And in His name all oppression shall cease/ (Outro)