[Holocaust]
The Indian Chief's name was Spirit, made of fire and mystic
And depicted in red like seraph angels and hieroglyphics
Alcatraz zone, Al Capone, Chicago Valentine Day Ma**acre
Shotgun spectacular, I fought a crusade like a Dracula
A Wrinkle in Time, they knew the law before they wrote the crime
The dark alien from Andromeda that kept a skull and spine
You'll sound is dull, I recline, lantern
In place, a river church, the Highlander, find a violent kind
The Sun rewinds, a drunken kitten chasing a bu*terfly
Sword to the eye, I disable all plates nailed down to the table
From dark realms and worlds, in the forest
I hover above you others blind, I'm the mutant Cable
I keep a gun you'll discover, my discography is bu*ter
Chinese wine leave you lost like Swiss Family Robinson
But some after time, missiles, rifles and shotgun
A cannon invented by Richard J. Gatling
My verbal obstacle is a gun shot abnormality
Big, I dash like an athlete, beware MC I have come to attack thee
Bad bandit king, another angel play a harp string
The man of kung fu or a gat spree, in fact, now come to attack me
Cherokee Vietnam tomahawk red
Bash ya head dead, like a frozen daiquiri
Shot by a hundred arrows, stabbed by four spears
I die, standing up laughing
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We all are well known, a mountainous microphone
An apple that came from Rome might bite and snap your bones
I'm The Holocaust, leak of losses, now the Apocalypse
Back from the territories of darkness with a gun heartless
[Holocaust]
Down in the valley there are machines, they are Indians
Because I move a stone, you'll jar get swollen, I'm friendly like the Omen
Don blocks, I never blend in, when I rhyme
You looking at a pirate's emblem, the ghost of Humphrey Bogart
William Sattire in a oil drab world, I run water in my eyes to cry
My bu*ton on the side, Long John shirt from 1805, I'm live
There is a woman she k**s a rat, she lives in a house on the hillside
Jesse James was a desperado, he was shot in the back of his head
A five o'clock shadow, dirty face clown, leaves you dead
In the gothic metropolis of the west, is Holocaustl, look I'm the best
As far as dropping it, toxic neurologist now the Apocalypse
Tore a gun, some kind of a man who tried to civilize the human family
Thorough out, the populace, this is Warcraft, the Green Lantern box, outlandish jar
With a gun, I wander the mountain side, star map
One time, my spine was broken in half like Batman
The headless horsemen, you flat scanned
And you find yourself in a blue world and die again from a gun in my hand
You all burst into water like a bubble, a Hawaiian katana blade
Slaughters book binder toddler, fire, there's an enemy below in the water
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[Holocaust]
The Egyptian beetle eats you scandalous or in lethal ice planet
There is a praying mantis, rap ba*tard sh**, scenes of Atlantis
Punch you and bust your f**ing bandages
I came from the dark city of Los Angeles
Actually a city built under Jack Sprat, dark monarch Thundercat
Spray you for the taylor's valor, Dracula spear, this impaler
Red, white, blue Indian paint light saber
Clever the man, he is a barbarian, he lives in the hillside
He thinks he will live forever, feathers in the hood
And aircraft bomber jacket made of leather
From the nether world, a bullet hurled putrid
A gun in the alternate future, is my weapon that severs
But at rhyme, you can never get your varsity letter
Nevertheless, dark side, inner stellar
The arsonist who has become a patriarch in the dark from arsoning
To steal a book from the market,and later burn a barn down in August
The redeemer and a marksmen, you walk, Johnny talk with a gun in your back often
Or outlined in chalk wind, like a Mexican wind chime
The Holocaust to the lost, begs your pardor
My rhyme orbits and torches a small orphanage
He robbed the white feathers b**h, it was written on his coffin
With no oxygen, I leap from a coffin and throw your corpses to the orphans
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