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VINNIE PAZ lyrics : "Washed In The Blood Of The Lamb"

[Verse 1:]
If you listen to me then you know my father was G
And the apple don't fall too far from the tree

Me and you is different as we could possibly be
Me and you is just different philosophically
I don't think it's anybody as obnoxious as me

I don't think that anybody else could parted the sea
I don't think that you wanna discuss the horror with me
If I was you I'd move a little bit more farther from me

It ain't nobody living more of a sergeant than me
It ain't nobody alive more of a prophet than me
It ain't nobody living possibly rocking with me

On the stage, in the studio, or boxing with me
Every second I'm awake there is a toxin in me
Anti-depressants, Suboxone, Oxycontin in me

Only a stupid mother$#&@er have a problem with me
Cause he don't know I got the $#&@ing problem-solver with me


[Chorus:]
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gonna leave enough blood in the sand

I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever $#&@ with my fam suffering, a mother$#&@er should scram


I was washed in the blood of the lamb

Whoever touches my hand gonna leave enough blood in the sand

I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever $#&@ with my fam suffering, a mother$#&@er should scram


[Verse 2:]
I slaughter anything I get my hands on
Inside the Church of Anton with bloody pants on

I was in the land of Israel and heard ram's horn
I was in the sand with Ishmael and fought the sandstorm
I'm just waiting for the raven to thaw

Cause I don't argue with Mesopotamian law
I submit my will and faith into the grace of Allah
And the Mayan calendar say it's erasing us all

The four-fifth you should see this thing, it's berserk
And y'all are royalty inside a $#&@ing kingdom of dirt
How are y'all original when y'all ain't think of it first?

I just wish I could put everything I think into verse
But instead I decide to drink in a Russian bar
I'm Rasputin, I'm influencing a Russian Tsar

I'm Dave Lombardo on drums, leave the percussion scarred
I drink the bottle to the bottom, put my trust in God


[Chorus]

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