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Lucifer, son of the mourning, I'm gonna chase you out of earth |
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I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of earth |
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I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of earth |
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I'm gonna send him to outta space to find another race |
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I'm gonna send him to outta space to find another race |
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Satan is an evilous man |
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But him can't chocks it on I-man |
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So when I check him my lassing hand |
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And if him slip, I gaan with him hand |
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I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of earth |
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I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of earth |
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I'm gonna send him to outta space to find another race |
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I'm gonna send him to outta space to find another race |
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Him haffi drop him fork and run |
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Him can't stand up to Jah Jah son |
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Him haffi lef' ya with him gun |
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Dig off with him bomb |
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I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of earth |
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I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of earth |
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I'm gonna send him to outta space to find another race |
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I'm gonna send him to outta space to find another race |
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Satan is a evilous man |
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But him can't chocks it on I-man |
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So when I check him my lassing hand |
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And if him slip |
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mason |
