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Dust Head Society

a messenger, sent to cut your throat, like fuck it, yo Then head back to the hut and smoke I'm the man that society graph, my left hand's plastic Designed

lavish casket Call us savage bastards usin all means necessary It's only customary It's you we got to bury We'll dead your homo thug network Head shots make your head

Down South cousin on ya wifey's phone Break ya Bone, Thug and move in Harmony The choice is yours, it don't bother me Roosevelt 'til I'm dust, I.G.T. [

to the store. Many of us mistake Phobia for true fear. Whereas fear is a gift from God to be used for self-preservation. Phobia are obstacles strategically placed in society

my head there is to much drama in theses streets to much heat and she said wont let the feds red said they want no dust in my tomb so I keep my eyes red

watch your fucking war cause your gonna die Burn all the things that are slipping away And watch the fall of society Ash to ashes dust to dust Outside

Deltron Z Art avenger, let's start the adventure Hit ya with nerve gas, absurd blasts Crashin' space craft, I'm bio-enhanced Hiero advanced series, monstrous evolution Headed

grey in my head It's too much drama in the steets, too much he and she said Wanted by feds, reg say they wanted ? dust and not toomb? So I keep my eyes

the street, Feeling the beat of the heart's in anger at the upper crust Elite who don't hear us scream or beg for a halt or Their society aborts 1981