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Phi-Life Cypher
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I'm vexed and perplexed like Malcolm X On stage with chains around their necks From the thread of the governments evil flex I'm taking steps against the kind of lies they try to bring me As a ? soldier with ? Daily papers they're just propaganda scriptures from the government It's not the daily news, it's the daily satanical supplement Cause they don't deal with holy testaments just war and pestilence Can I get a witness I don't need one in fact there's too much evidence Spying on the people lying evil little devils They're recruiting demon soldiers while they execute our rebels CCTV cameras set up on no man's borders They're not for law and order, they're Lucifer's camcorders Politicians they're not concord borders they're using flying saucers Decide to take to the sky or travel underwater Chameleon type reptilians moving they're tongues like geckos And they're trying to turn our ghettos into over sized death rows You want heroin there's tons of that, guns and crack But who's got the funds and cash the same people who supply guns to Iraq They're pimping the public like rent boys prostitutes and hookers Bringing strain to the brain as you remain in this giant pressure cooker Behind your back trying to took your promise the world and overlook us Spreading the evil love of Beelzebub, these human race butchers Mankind destroyers, life I'm chasing those Freemasons Chasing 'em back to the place of birth to reverse all of their creations Scientists give us fabrication of mathematical equations But the square root of my truth will cause the devil devastation Well listen I'm more than vexed I live in a time where I can't afford to flex The police are stopping and searching just like some illegal border checks You better beware we're living inside of lucifers era My cypher's been scientifically sent back in time to prepare ya So start stoning the Babylonians to show you're controlling then Cause this Babylon been fueling my anger just like petroleum I'm scolding them with the hard rhymes from a scarred mind From living amongst the hard times Where people just working through all of the serpentine The devils disciple that stifle our plans for freedom If wee keep conforming to all these laws set by the demons They're thinking they're intellects By plugging the whole world with the internet If they thinking they got me they're information be incorrect I'm using my third eye to guide I through the wilderness Cause the system in Babylon's bad and there's enough people that's skilled in this I'm vexed with the devils descendents with paganist pendants For having the lack of faith and a disregard for repentance My lyrical sentence is longer than people that's charged for child sex Cause all the disordered leaders are into having a wild flex I'm vexed with the government sects for giving this minimum wage And working this nine 'til five bringing heat to my simmering rage I spit this lyrical wisdom to charge down the Babylon systems The rebellious Rastafarian that's flinging his fist to the system Listen Atti if the devil tries to take Selassie Put some you lose more blood than the face of Arturo Gati I'm a raw rhyming anti smoking idol keeping it tribal While reading pages of the bible to gain vision as a disciple Studying at rasta night school while using my tongue as a rifle Sniping you worse than the bible cause life I'm all about survival I spitting my violent recitals so bright that they melt your eyeballs Turning the Anti-Christ suicidal wrestle the devil like Shawn Michaels The clash of the titans will over crush the devil and take his title Phi-Life will remain his messengers cause a rasta revival No time to idle the rastas are rising black we come to wipe out crack Paint the Whitehouse black and speak real fast to the children Expose our government foes who know the truth will never be told They teach the people the root of all evil while they're stashing all of the gold Attacking their souls and spirits until your life is finished Phi-Life I spit the righteous lyrics Chained the minds of the cynics held the blind endemic Cause when I talk my vocal is blessed with holy powers Making the devils cower while shaking the foundations of the Babylon tower I terminate them like T2 when I spit my scriptures in Hebrew A politicians not an honest man like a hologram he be see-through Trying to deceive you lead you up the path so that they can feed you Phi-Life I'm a friend of races representing the rasta nation So when we flex on a rhythm we draw on the powers of the law of exorcism Inject the rhythm of the holy serum purify all the fat cats Who experiment on innocent lives of people like they were monkeys or lab rats My sound tear the transponders out of your pounds And explode Babylon satellites that scanning down to the ground With the type of coast to reveal we're living under a microscope My cipher be strangling Babylonians with the tightest rope I'm fringing the violence you can fuck with living with silence Cause before long they be forcing us into buying a breathing license I'm dissing authority with my forces of purity I piss in the parliament and I fart on the face of conformity I never fill in the government census they cunningly sent us It's asking me information like what I ate for my breakfast Cause we the Messiah that's bringing more fire to the empire With the type of tribal recitals that's setting Satan on fire We're culling the paganist shaman the Phi-Life Cypher will slay them Reveal the seventh seal to start the freemason complaining With positive action infiltrates into paganist factions I smashing your PlayStation and all these tools of distraction With adequate satisfaction I smashing Babylon's walls To stop all the gat cat bureaucrats from giving it all
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