Atari Blitzkrieg - Stir of Echoes (Remix) lyrics

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Atari Blitzkrieg - Stir of Echoes (Remix) lyrics

(Intro) T.H.U.G. Angelz, drink up brother Heaven Razah After you drink this you won't be thirsty again Sometimes they ask me Yo how the hell do you come up with the sh** you come up with when you writing songs? And I tell 'em (Chorus) 2x My mind is not here My soul it travels in air Is that more voices I hear? Their souls they crying I'm clear [Hell Razah] Thug Angelical aura, use the metaphor to light the menorah Louis V. on this yarmulke, I open the Torah Me and Seraphim was sent in to slaughter Gomorrah Pop two out the four corner in ya fedora It's Amun Ra at the Mardi Gras But gave my body to Yah Shabbat Shalom To the brothers Rabat And all my homies on lock 23/in the box With an ox hitting the under the crotch Or got one in the qaad Since daycare was running they blocks With a blood-clot, robocop with one arm Log on to my www dot doctor dot com Hear the songs of the future in digital form Where cyber adultery or virtual p**n Another dead man walking, and criminal's born Newlywed's on their honeymoon, the children's is mourn You've been warned on YouTube and given the j**els Come and build with a carpenter that's fixing the screws Halliburton is emerging more prison with schools The FDA got a serpent that be serving us food We've been fooled by Obama, just look at ya grandmama Same snake in the garden became an anaconda Been reborn like Malcolm when he took his Shahada They bow down and they honor to my lyrical Ka'ba I tell 'em "Thou shalt not worship anything but the Father" But worship my lyrics Yo Razah? Yo Razah man? I tell 'em "Thou shalt not worship anything but the Father" (Chorus) 2x [Atari Blitzkrieg] The most exquisite of visions Listen to the wisdom whispered to children Buildings written by the architect embarking on missions Ticking time rely on lines that lie on pyres conceived I see the fauna on horizons hiding angels who bleed Leave ... me behind when our alignment will shift T trip to welcome in Aquarius by burying gifts I rip the pages out the binding tied together with flaws That cause the trauma from a**umption when the Spaniards applause Pause ... take a second to recover to your life I won't deny that suicide has crept inside me at night The light inside me burning turning earnings ashen I'm searching first in doctrines hurting pockets my deposits returning Worth emerging through the persons perching high on the ledge To pledge through Vishnu true arrivals, might those belly's be fed The dead are waiting, the voices calling, networks are crippled Ripples through the planet damning man to trivial issues

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