Throwin out Tha Wicked lyrics

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Tha History Of A Hoodlum - Throwin out Tha Wicked lyrics

Gosh I hate des
I rip in half
Grabbin em
Than I be stabbin em with my lyrical dagger
I'm gettin mentle like every single minute
Cuz every time there's problems
Demonds tryin to get me in it
There always doin something to try to hold me back
From servin Christ
So I hit em with a spike bat
The devils on the ground so I kick him
Cuz this is one Christian that aint gonna be another one of the devils victims
Vengeance is mine sayeth the lord
So I don
And if you got beef than I leave it alone
Cuz I
God is on the throne
He set me free glory hallelujah praise the lord
And now I be hangin demons by they necks with my mic cord
And you can punch me in the lip
But I still won
Preachin the word of god
So step the heck back cuz I spit
When I be rappin upon the microphone
Cuz I
T-Bone is the one who be known
For jackin demons with a chrome bar over the head
They keep on beatin him down till they swimming in a pool of red
Then ill spit on him
Laugh at him
And step on him
And let him know I be that redeemed hooligan
The one who
Break they necks
And at the same time catch wreck
So if I see a quija board you know I
Cuz I don
Throwin out wicked like god (4xs)
All the homies know
Us got the beats and
I got the rhymes
And in my scriptures every single day you know that I climbs a
Little bit higher becuz all of these demons on my trail
And I don
Cuz the nails went right thru his hands
But some people don
But what if it happened to you?
What would you do?
If they ripped your dirty nanzas with a cat of nine tails
And stuck a crown of thorns in your held till ya bled
Then drilled your hands and feet to the form of a wooden cross
I thank god that the blood he shed wasn
They whipped him
Kicked him
Spikes were driven thru his hands and feet
So that I can be forgiven
The blood of Christ was a sacrifice that set me free
So for eternity I wanna be livin in misery
But people swearin hells gonna be fun and games
But wait till the judgment day when everybody
Cuz hell is a place
Of fire and brimstone where the skin melts off your face
So you best throw the wicked out ya life
Accept his sacrifice
But in a whole different place this time
Where there
But there will only be streets of golden mansion
And won
The only lunatic in all of heaven will be me
Then I
Blood be flyin everywhere
This fogs from my gun smoke
Cuz I stuck my double barrel down his mouth and I click it
(Gun cock sound) POW!!!
Throwin out wicked like god (8xs)
Straight from the slums
I comes with drums
And beats demons over the head with clubs
Bats brooms sticks chains
I got no brains
The only way to do that is to get on my knees and pray
Then find the devil and say (speaking in Spanish)
Then spray him with my tag up against the wall like graffiti
I never ever celebrate the day of Halloween
Becuz I
My slates been cleaned
And when I do that yo it
Attacking demons like a pit bull full of wool
Cuz I
Tying demons to my truck
Than I drags

The devil tries to run
But I
Huh yea
Cuz its through prayer that I bind you
(Crowd yelling)
And the devil be the prey
Throwin out wicked like god (till fade)