Pain - (Chro 4) P4P Lyrics

Now where have I heard that speech before

Yo, pain's a master of many things
I'm a cut straight to the point
Let me show you what my machete brings
Sticking two cents in
Tablets from Nephalem

Brandish your darts
Your language still 48 short of many men
Migrating some aliens
Israeli genocidal cleanse

Nothing's Honest man
The promised land is everything
Free those Palestinians and those Africans
I don't see the difference

Differentiating different
U.S. Benjamins
Straddle friends
Netanyahu

Close the widest web
To put a net on Yahoo
I'm not internext to you
Stalk from a perplexed pew

Voyeur's mental masturbation
Climaxing over news
Watching from the overview
Not cool to tell a joke or two

Sticks and stones are breaking bones
Opinions garner greater views
Leave them with the crickets
Chasing Batman like a Joker do

Distracted by some bitches
Chew on Saweetie like an opal fruit
They hate on words from out my vocal booth
But he was just blown out his doctor suit

Paragliding parachutes
Hit a blackout
Close the loops
Pressing buttons

Boom, boom, boom
Call to arms
Send in some troops
Swatting flies off a wall

There's an elephant inside the room
Unlock the trunk
Wake up
This is another type of tea he brew

Scripture wrote in Sanskrit
Anti-Semite if you speak the truth
Lost obtaining stripes
Inspecting spots in the wrong avenue

Stop connecting dots
Magnifying tricks without a clue
You've never asked a Muslim or conversed with a darker Jew
Metaphoric literal

Perception decides impetus
Creates an action visceral
Open your brain
Sync in with us

JC both sides
Pray for God to guide your brethren
Seek out Allah
You may find your way to Elohim

Zionist be sure
When you're killing in the name of Him
Weave a spirit fine I remind
Holy line is razor thin

Racing to erase a race
Digging graves and they're raking it
Shadow claims to keep the faith
It's really for the sake of it

Forsaken by your hate
You're really killing for the taste of it
Life is always death
But quicker if murder's what you make of it

Bomb drops
Stops
Gaga in Gaza
A mass of child bodies

Make a martyr out a father
This grief is permanent
It will forever be a marker of a life pertinent
Look to Mecca off a llama

Spirit verse a gun
Hymn lyrics fire saga
The bullet hears none
Will the prophets bring the karma

Climb Babylon
Canaanites under Fatwa
Mixed blood lines
Distant cousins putting hard graft

Slaves to secular
This holy land is in a state
Semantics and conjecture makes us all afraid to liberate
Flags akin to number plates

Turn the screw
The colour's change
And only if the TV propagates is when we rumble gates
I have no care for what you say

Kill in the name of freedom
Half the victims maimed are underage
Make up half the pop you lace
Buzzwords fizzing brains

Piercing hearts as you commentate
A hollow cast leads the way
Can't offer an olive branch if your tree's been burned
Apocalypse

Make sure we see some photographs and trading back some hostages
Cease fires
I see fire
Repeat liars
See Zion talk down from seats higher
Deceit higher