LOST SECRET - Sixteen Crucified Messiahs lyrics

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Yo, Metatron look at these mortals

They got like, 20 different demigods crucified to save mankind

I'm a general, ya not even a civilian

You faggots lack the heart to tangle with the Sicilian

Meanwhile, ya back at church with ya Benz

With ya preacha man pimp, work you up into a frenzy

When you talk about the church it's a unholy subject

Whether Roman Catholicism or even holy rollers

Just ask Jacques DeMolay or Geoffrey de Charney!

But no subject is taboo for microphone controllers

Jesus had a name: Youshua ben Joseph

His brother's name was James but Christians don't know most of

The story of Christ is mad older than his life

Back in the days there was cats same exact types

The founders of the Roman church had a strange explanation

They said Satan went back in time to create abominations

It's ruler Constantine didn't even believe in it

He only planned to pillage, conquer and enslave with it

History shows us their plan worked out very nice

Pope Leo X said "it has served us well, this myth of Christ! "

Centuries later the pope is still in power in the Vatican

All based upon a myth as real as Luke and Annakin

Buddha, Dionysius, Quirrinus, Attis

Indra, Adonis, Krishna, Zoroaster

Mithra, Hesus, Sakia, Tamuz

Quexalcote (Alcestos), Promethius (Crite), Thulis (Bali), Osiris/Horus

We engulfed by the flames of a, billion questions

While playin' chess with death, each breath's a blessing

He tryna set dates, manifest fate

Cause you just another dead weight, he laughs as he checkmates

You sweat hate, prespire fear and fury

I'm not worried, I lay foundations where ya ashes buried

And keep building, stones steeples and spires

Damn half this planet to an ocean of fire

I'm ya belief system, ya weak prism

That bends ya thoughts, got you caught in a web of preached wisdom

I'm a divide, conquer, steal lie and haunt ya

Using a comic book, all about the torture of ya savior

But who's right that other 16 won't save ya, fuck how they raised ya

Ya moms was ignorant, but she ain't know no better

Time to kill this cycle, or let it grow forever

Neither the Hebrews nor Egyptians had a devil in it's scriptures

Then man created the devil out of his mind get the picture?

It was after only Zoroaster an the Persians conquered the Hindus

That they felt compelled to make their enemy's Gods into

Devils, even ya minister will say God didn't create him

But the Romans had no problem teaching you to fear and hate him

So ya live ya life avoiding a ghost that don't exist

But I'm about to shine a light on a trick you might have missed

It's like don't live for today you'r a sinner there's no hope

Celebrate death, beware demons and follow the Pope's

Orders to the letter you can trust him he is so clever

Just sell your soul to him and you get to live forever!

Now who's the devil? (Pope John Paul II: Young people of the world, hear his voice! ")

Archangels, Let's raise our flamin' swords

For every native, Mason, African and Spanish moore

Who was murdered for not buyin' the Christian advertisment

A Roman symbol of torture and death

That you display with great pride around your neck

Your fuckin' disgusting, they say you was evil since you was in ya mom's stomach

And the gay preacher that touches children's penises

Will baptize you from nuttin, that's shit's meaningless

So sing ya gospel, like a buncha foolish slaves

But if you shutup, you can hear ya ancestors

In they graves, now I know what you thinking

If Metatron shit's on Christians he shits on my existence

Look in the mirror nigga, the fuck else you want?

Pearly gates? 72 virgins? But it's hell on earth and you still fuckin' burning

So manifest destiny, convert ya savages

The paradigm will shift, I'm a tip the balances

So say I'm wrong, say I'm against God be mad at me

But only thing I'm against, is an ignorant humanity

There's 346 exact coincidences between Christ and Krishna

Bring it