Cult Assassin

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There's a fixed rate of pay per murder & the assassin
 Is a expert so you know that he stay with the burner
 From buying glocks to LSD psych ops
 Amen Ra Masonic Lodge
 To the private blog of Adam Weishaupt
 Public enemy caught in the shooter's lobby
 The real life Luca Brasi, so fuck you and the Illuminazi
 Spray with the milf
 The cradle of filth
 A.38, some cocaine and some pills, stay chill
 Supergroupies wanna get raped & scraped in the grill
 Duct taped & filmed, I cut to the chase & I drill
 This that murderworld animal funk
 A brand you can trust like Phil Knight
 Listen how it bang in ya trunk
 The darkness that surround us can't hurt us
 It's the darkness in the heart of our souls
 That turn us into murderers
 Even though we gutter
 We still gotta reach for the stars
 Peace to the gods
 Now speak to the kronze
 They say that doomsday was written in an alien bible
 In algebraic code,
 Signalling a day of reprisal
 Now pay the toll
 Homemade weapons, razors crazy glued to toothbrushes
 Two suspects, no arrests, Koolaid smiles & hold grudges
 Excited deathsquads, Knights of Templar
 The lightest kevlar, the finest champagne, write your memoirs
 They tried to extradite him for running guns
 So he faked his own death & had plastic surgery in Colombia
 The last of the cast iron, blast fire, anti
 Accidental billionaire amongst the vampires
 Protest is not disturbing the peace
 There's no peace
 It's disturbing the war, murder galore, secret police
 Plain clothes, F.B.I. earpiece
 Work the crowd with sunglasses on
 Beach hat, banana clip at the bar
 The AK under the dinner table
 We innovative
 So we'll survive after everything else has disintegrated
 There's a fixed rate of pay per murder & the assassin
 Is a expert so you know that he stay with the burner
 From buying glocks to LSD psych ops

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Duration
02:46
Key
5
Tempo
89 BPM

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