Artist: Dom PaChino (P.R. Terrorist) f/ Islord Album: Dom PaChino: Unreleased Song: Holy Water Typed by: CnoEvil@Wu-Lyricz.Com [Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Holy water, heh, what? [P.R. Terrorist] Master my craft, flashback on lyricist crash Hid behind the moon, waited into midnight to blast The earth, a comet from out the holy skirts Ain't an over night surprise, the Gods put in work Paid the price, got jerked, seen Divine even smirk Heard the pistol pop with a chirp, while my wit' murk Transform into a jet, spiders throw in they nets Try to intercept the war vet, who never submit Terrorist shit, told you before, don't fuck with it Every thought that's conceived, ain't easy to transmit Highjack the ship, brought impact when I attack it Complex minds, can only project, the extracted The purest form, my verse can climax to the song After The Swarm, then they felt the Killarm' bomb [Chorus: Islord] Holy water, we baptized, get your whole franchise Dumped your head into the honey of my beehive A hundred stings, had you paralyzed A hundred stings, had you paralyzed [P.R. Terrorist] Yo, yo, them, I can't trust, walk dark streets and smoke dust Achieved out, bust my gun until it rusts From the black rain, holy water run through my vein Snake & Crane strike your vitals and pain, wick' in the brain Try and act strong headed, these thoughts will leave you deaded Took time to manifest what was war, the day I said it Magnetic minds, attracted my kind, others are blind Try'nna find, the truth and the lie, open your eyes U N I Verse, Allah's Knowledge, Knowledge is first Time to disperse, this Devilish curse, put it on the Earth Bring all men together, the risk, followed by Tera Iz Forever No title, I'm God, without no letter, just the aura Mental explorer, lyrics are rawer than a rough cut Bear back dick, fucking a slut All words come from the pit of my gut Just like my nut [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Islord] Goin' against the wise men... the wise men The wise men... the wise men..