Vinnie Paz - Washed in the Blood of the Lamb lyrics
[Vinnie Paz - Washed in the Blood of the Lamb lyrics]
Yeah! Yo 4th, you killin' 'em!
It's fuckin' war!
"The only reward of those who make
War upon Allah, and His messenger
And strive
After corruption in the land, will be that
They will be killed or crucified
Or have their hands and feet
On alternate sides cut off, or will be
Expelled out of the land such will
Be their degradation in the world
And in the Hereafter theirs will
Be an awful doom!"
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 can 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
Rockin' with me
On the stage, in the studio
Or boxin' with me
Every second I’m awake there is a toxin in me
Anti-depressants, Suboxone, Oxycontin in me
Only a stupid motherfucker have
A problem with me
'Cause he don’t know I got
The fucking problem-solver with me
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
'nough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
Enough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
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 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 erasin' us all
The four-fifth, you should see this thing
It's berserk and y’all are royalty inside a
Fuckin' 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
(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
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
'nough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
Enough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
Kill them whenever you confront them
And drive them out from
Where they drove you out! For
Though killing is sinful
Wrongful persecution is even worse
Than killing do not fight against
Them near the holy mosque, unless they
Fight against you but if they
Fight against you, kill them
For that is the reward of such unbelievers
Pazienza! 4th disciple! The
Assassin's Creed! Official
Pistol Gang! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Louie Doggs!
It's fuckin' war!
"The only reward of those who make
War upon Allah, and His messenger
And strive
After corruption in the land, will be that
They will be killed or crucified
Or have their hands and feet
On alternate sides cut off, or will be
Expelled out of the land such will
Be their degradation in the world
And in the Hereafter theirs will
Be an awful doom!"
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 can 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
Rockin' with me
On the stage, in the studio
Or boxin' with me
Every second I’m awake there is a toxin in me
Anti-depressants, Suboxone, Oxycontin in me
Only a stupid motherfucker have
A problem with me
'Cause he don’t know I got
The fucking problem-solver with me
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
'nough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
Enough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
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 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 erasin' us all
The four-fifth, you should see this thing
It's berserk and y’all are royalty inside a
Fuckin' 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
(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
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
'nough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever touches my hand gon' leave
Enough blood in the sand
I was washed in the blood of the lamb
Whoever fuck with my fam suffering
A motherfucker should scram
Kill them whenever you confront them
And drive them out from
Where they drove you out! For
Though killing is sinful
Wrongful persecution is even worse
Than killing do not fight against
Them near the holy mosque, unless they
Fight against you but if they
Fight against you, kill them
For that is the reward of such unbelievers
Pazienza! 4th disciple! The
Assassin's Creed! Official
Pistol Gang! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Louie Doggs!