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Lambs to the Slaughter ClickyLyrics
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High Crimes
Gather round my friends the criminals are in custody There gonna pay for all their sins and burn in hell for their effigies My father's not alone, he thinks that fire brought down all of them towers The people are too far in a trance to understand the hidden hand in its powers
Knockdown dragout now I'm in my bag now Red Beam Dream if they make me pull the mag out Long Range Aim aint a thing cannot tag now You try to scream but its strictly with a gagged mouth I can triple tap a figure with an AK In his head from about a thousand feet away But its my job to keep you outta harms way Apprehend you and take you to a place where you will pay That's my middle name there won't be no buy out If you want a little fame don't be ashamed to try out From every angle strangle demons till they fly out Middle finger poke the New World Order's fucking eye out
Thunder only happens when it's raining These motherfuckers only love you when their gaining And they call it a conspiracy morals and dogma Gary Allen Albert pike that's all you need to read And you will have a masters degree in the New World Order That's all you need to be
Gather round my friends the criminals are in custody There gonna pay for all their sins and their crimes against humanity My father's not alone, he thinks that fire brought down all of them towers The people are too far in a trance to understand the hidden hand in its powers
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