Mr. Green - Plum Island lyrics

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Mr. Green - Plum Island lyrics

Introduction : Yeah its on some (kundalini) MK ultra 12 (the awakening) I got my pets from Plum Island kid that's whatsup Verse 1 : Domo! Haven't said much but I already know this mission stinks / Kicking things that ain't been written since the days of the missing link / Or h*mo habilis or when the first protoplasm split / back to the big bang theory whichever your thoughts would rather pick / I'm tryna piece deceased beast skins to cease weaklings / from feasting when we drink and toast the Three Kings / I mean the ones in the sky, you say my judgement's to die I'm wondering why / coz I don't crumble and cry when they come in disguise / telling a bunch of our bumbling tribes an abundance of lies / like the satanists who take this sh** to think that they're the safest and they rape the kids? / What kinda faith is this? I'll serve you like the caterers / and later make a hater lift off his feet for talking deep coz they pretend / like actors in a movie / So I'll play it cool and they'll lose, you practicing to shoot me / Nah son! It seems to be to the detriment of the 33 degree specimen / When we either read or speak of the Elohim or the Nephilim / That's not true but we'll get the best of them / I apply the hope that when I write a note / I kinda show that I'm a fire ghost you shouldn't try approach / high or low use my eye to scope tie his throat with iron rope / the guy'll choke and die alone using violence to silence folk / laying em by the coast then taking them via boat / Playing the xylophone from Spain to Idaho Conversations do hurt / When you're forced to speak to yourself like Operation : BlueBird, Confirmation : new verse / Television I gotta see but you've forgotten the / most important part, they thirty years ahead of us in technology / But don't worry about it this ain't facts over fiction / Order Monsantos and fluoridated tap water for drinking / And since we can't call it resistance, The Animal's confused / let's cancel, close the booth for telling yall the truth / or is it just conspiracy, well you know the words of men / Like how they predicted over a hundred times that the world would end / Take what you want from this I'll write more bullsh** in the meantime / ImproPoe literally one of the most diseased minds

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