Black Vikings

Beware the beast man
For he is the Devil's pawn alone among
God's primates, he kills for sport
Or lust or greed yea
He will murder his brother to possess his
Brother's land let him not
Breed in great numbers
For he will make a desert
Of his home and yours shun him drive
Him back into his jungle lair
For he is the harbinger of death

Yeah! Immortal Technique! SP the Ghost!
Poison Pen! Vinnie Paz!

We gonna stomp em out, run them out
Run them out, call your number out
Send your uncle Ruckus out
We gonna stomp em out, run
Them out, run them out
Nigga ain’t nothing civilized
About no uncle? nigga, you feel me?
Don’t bring no uncle? out nigga
Fuck outta here

All troops in formation? Let
The siege commence!

Back like I was locked up, putting in work
Burning through books like Nazi's
In a Catholic church
I'm cursed like Cain when
He murdered his brother
Cut your face off and wear it
While I'm fucking your mother
I'm Mars Ultor, the avenger, the god of war
And if you don't believe in me
I doubt you believe in God at all
I breathe smokeless fire, the Jinn type
That'll make you hate the way that
Allah made you to live life like Hindu
Niggas that be bleaching their skin white
Other people's teeth in my hands
After a fist fight i was born with a sixth
Sense and a swift right
Skinned werewolves and rape
Demons at midnight
Sell your kids into slavery
After we murder you
Or sacrifice them in the same
Fire we burnin' you
Barbarian funeral, nigga, you wanna know?
Damn the river, bury me
And let the water flow

Chaos, mayhem, bang outs, slay
Them, uprise, rape them, raid them
Cage em, pandemonium, insurgent
Death merchants, commit the best murder
Pillage, Kill them, erase history
Make them a mystery

Cut the nose off, the ears off
The whole head
Immortal and Ghost coming, code red
You never seen a black barbarian
Warrior, warlord, pussy, cut your balls off
More bodies come, more bodies hauled off
What you want the sword and
Get shit sawed off
Your throat need an axe in it
And I'm breaking your back because your
Spine needed a crack in it
You bugging me, I'm coming to fumigate
The Wolverine, the Sabretooth
The way that I mutilate
I'm like the viking in Valhalla Rising
Except I got black skin and
Both of my eyes in
Don't test him, please don't stress him
He'll hang you from a tree
With your own intestines
How you wanna die? Make your own suggestion
Now talk to the lord and
Make your own confession

Yeah, you pussies livin' in a movie theatre
Put the motherfucking spell on
You like brujeria (Brujeria)
Chop his motherfucking head like
A ruthless leader
Guns drawn in a church service
Shoot the preacher (blratt! blratt! blratt)
You need to be godly to know Allah
Ain't no rappers eatin' 'round me
Like a broken jaw
It ain't never been a day that
I ain't broke the law
Whatchu think I hold a
Motherfucking toaster for?
(Carryin' the toaster)
I ain't goin' there
It's police in that room
And Vinnie walk around with bags
Of dust like a vacuum
Bury you under the earth inside a black tomb
My body covered in Dashiki and stab wounds
I'm a guerilla, barbarians is my ancestors
That's a part of
My neurological transmitters
We Islamic and brought the story
Of Sham with us (Al hamdu Allah)
While we brought the motherfucking
Blam blam with us

The walls have been breached! ANFALL!
We came in the name of peace and brotherhood
You wanted us bound in slavery
Poisoned our water, changed our names
Burn their homes, take their jewels
Skin them alive! Hold on, hold on, hold on
No one will know these people ever existed
And all that will be left is
What we build upon their ruins

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