The Immortal Wize

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From the day I was born, I was to be destroyed
my father didnâ€™t like me, Because I wasnâ€™t a boy

I played with GI Joes and Tonka trucks
my grandmother was color struck

I read this once in a bible verse
the first will be last and the last will be first

Born into generational sin will heaven let me in?
Hell & back is where Iâ€™ve been ink flowing from Habakkukâ€™s pen

This is about a family curse evil schemes and wicked plans
the funny way grandpa shook a manâ€™s hand

Grandmas in the garden planting dollar trees
Grandpas deep in idolatry feels like eyes are watching me

If James was Jesus brother why am I praying to Jesus Mother?
How can she give eternal life she was just Josephâ€™s wife

In the wizard of OZ the point of the story is there is no God
Weâ€™re asleep and just dreaming wake up the devilâ€™s scheming

Another day like Solomon Grundy
Want to jump but not feeling budgie

Grandma sacrificed all of her children
I was next in line but I knew this

Chop her up in seven pieces cast her into the sea
She got what she deserved for trying to bewitch me

Locked and loaded the points are hollow
Like Jason Bourne I know Iâ€™m followed

These are satanic confessions of a manic depression
they tried to kill me couldnâ€™t see the real me

Born on August the 19th lion hearted
you want to battle me Iâ€™m gone start it

Dined on black and white checks
Blessing our food with much respect

Elbows off the table tassels and golden lassos
please pass the salt and the tobasco

Went to catholic school when I was young
Feared nuns more than men with guns

Break some bread drink some wine
Yesterdays is Auld Lang Syne

This might come as a shock
Grandmas kissing on black and white rocks

Grandpa kneeling on black and white blocks

running around in my socks

No blood no remission
No ticket no admission

NWO is getting in position
Time to make a decision

This generation is falling under
666 is their number

This world is torn asunder
9/11 feels the thunder

Lion of Judah time to roar
Hurricanes time to pour

33â€™s the total, but whoâ€™s keeping score
Knocking on heavenâ€™s door

"I CAN"T TAKE NO MORE"

This bastard came from the east
bearing the mark of the beast

You listening but you donâ€™t hear it though
this battle is spiritual

Why Iâ€™ll never see fortune and fame
why Iâ€™ll never see lights in my name

Why Iâ€™m marked the family shame
too intelligent to play the game

Blood sacrifice rolls the dice
No surprise to open eyes

I guess Iâ€™ll just talk until Iâ€™m blue in the face
Iâ€™m just trying to save the younger race

Time to wake up and flip some pages
satanic rituals played out on stages

If you scared then you should be
open your eyes no time to sleep

Immortalities the number nine
the world trade center stood like 11

Secrets throughout the family clan
watch what people do with their hands

The time is the mark of the beast
Ripples in the wall and the sign of Qi

Itâ€™s about to get dark so you canâ€™t see
Iâ€™m gone light it up so follow me

Jesus where you at itâ€™s time to come on back
You been gone way too long the devils getting way too strong.

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