MXXR

Listen
We the apostles
We're here to cast out
Not a prophet for the profit
Yea, I'm my brother's keeper
To save the innocent from the grim reaper
Yea it's bound to happen
Bout to put you in the sleeper
Wallah, summon YHWH
I hit you with the tweeters
Doubt if you want to
I'll make you a believer
(Oh, you got a problem?)
Yea
They can make hard on them self if they want to
When I speak, its a scripture
And I hit ya-Aye!
Czarny Wilk
I got the pack and that's the gang-Aye!
The heathens tremble from the bass
And when we sang-Aye!
We gotta call up the Mantic
Do our thang-Aye
Bad vibes, I rebuke you
Pedophiles, I'll shoot you
Logophile, I choose to
Use syllables as weapons
Don't get to mess around with innocent
These rounds be infinite
Artillery of energy
Bullets articulate

Moor!
Yea, its the return of the Moor
More!
If you want more

(Whats a Moor?)
(I ain't never heard of no Moor!)
(Excuse me sir, what is a Moor?)
(Listen, honey can you tell me what a moor is?)
(Oh man, what's what's a Moor?)
(Aye, dawg, the fuck is a moor?)

Moor!
Yea, its the return of the Moor
More!
If you want