the Rebel Lion: "Never Warn You (w/ DJ Kair)"

Artist(s): Jeremiah Dirt
Word count: 370
Soundscape: DJ Kair, Beat Somebody
Recorded: the Qumran Caves Studio 
Album: the Rebel Lion (2016)
Dirts favorite Line(s): "Vicious Verb Vandal, Deliciously Dismantle
Satan is Expendable, Trampled in the Beat Samples"

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LYRICS
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vs.1
in My Hemoglobin the Blood Cells are Steady Mobbin
with Rhymes, My Heads Throbbin,--- I'm Sick   
…. (echo next through next line)
Hip Hop Will be the Death of Me, of this I’m Sure
Cuz there's No Cure but to Make Sure the Track is Pure
the Vaccine is Sent Up thru the Mic Cable
Tap the Needle for Air Bubbles, Make Sure the Dose is Stable
I’ll Smash an Emcee Down to Ashes
and Run Through His Black Sabbath with Gas and Matches
in Christ there's no Condemnation
Study Scripture, Meditate and, Outloud, Pray them

-chorus-
“Can’t Say mi Never Warn You
Can’t Say You Never Know”


vs.2
If I Was Clark Kent You're Clark Can't
Faster than Bullets, Made of Steel, Kill with Psalms and Chants  
Eric B. and Rakim is My Descendants
get Migraines in My Head from the iPod Implant
Terabyte.... I Punch Parasites
this Aint Firecrack Rap, I hand Write this Dynamite
n' When I Fast I Eat Berries and Twigs
Bury Myself in Scripture, Where Snakes Can't Dig
n' Depend on Heaven for a Godsend
Waitin for Visions so Deep, its Hard to Comprehend
Like When I Saw Hiphop Submitted to Christ
but When I Awoke, it was Sirens, Guns and Knives
So I Cried for Thirty Days, Like "Take My Life"
then an Angel Came, Gave Me an Amp n' Said "Bless the Mic"

-chorus-

vs.3
I Leave Whole Bodies Smashed into the Concrete as I Bomb Streets
Bomb Your Show too! Blow Up Your Box Seats!
with More Ammo than John Rambo, Animal Mandibles
Throw Words Like Asteroids to Impact the Mantle
Vicious Verb Vandal, Deliciously Dismantle
Satan is Expendable, Trampled in the Beat Samples
the Holyspirit Makes Mysteries Understandable
John the Baptist, Original Locust, Wore Puma Sandals
-Some Say East Coast, Some Say West
the Rest Could Care less, they Know Hiphop’s in the Chest
Plus, Devils and Angels are Fightin for Your Afterlife
Like Bloods n' Crips, Isreal n' Caananites

-chorus-

You Say I’m a Fool for Fastin and I’m a Fool to Pray
but when the Rain Start Fallin, it’s too Late Bab-Bay
Before they Close that Door on the Ark, get Your Heart Sparked

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