All my rivals will see what I have in store
My gun
I've been harboring fleets in this reservoir
Red sun
And this nation's about to explode
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Your disciples are riddled with metaphors
Well hung
Better pony up and bring both your barrels full
Not one
As we release this unspeakable toll, wooh
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How's our mother to damn these contributors?
With mud
How will the man who made chemicals difficult
Shed blood?
How's our father supposed to be told?
I don't, oh
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