Check it out::: Snoopes::: Q in on dis:::
Look at y'r front.
When kush comes to love.
You ain't got none.
Sit. Set. Shut.
Hold y'r tongue.
Quit ly'n.
Get wit from the Lion.
Haile bent the knee, so will ye.
Be free from hate.
Don't wait. Git straight.
Or y'r fate will be the gate-s.
Double hockey sticks.
No more tricks.
Be real, 'r no deal.
Feel that hole, the empty cavern.
Deep inside y'r havin'.
Pain, fear, lost.
At what cost?
Yeah, the system's gamed.
How do ya think you came to fame?
Y'r just like us.
Or, are you one of them?
They. Obey. Live. Evil.
Love evol, They say.
Spell Hollywood cursive.
That gentle night, the light dying.
Fight for you right, quit lyin'.
Play the race card?
How foolish, don't you wish to rise above?
Below, do as thou wilt, eh.
Hey, I say do not grow weary of
doing good.
Git out from under da hood.
Starry eyed G.
Flee!
Of course da man's a front.
And you just stoop'd Snoop, to his poop.
Shame of you.
What of the Lion, The Lamb?
Sit. Set. Get to the true Christ, a, far, I, know he ain't distant.
Selassie say, get wit the Way.
What'd you say?
You try'n to start a war?
They want that.
Hammer time, that's They're plan.
Dime bag scam.
Pharmakon'd, be gone.
You tore, into the social fabric.
Tit, tat, cut the fat.
True love has no push, shove.
Wit? Sit, shut, listen, to the One.
Sow the seed of love, not haight.
Y'r confused, dazed, y'r gonna git razed.
That's y'r fate, if you don't change.
Strange, you bought the lie Obamasonic sells.
Ain't no one tell ya, Profit rOmni's from the same thread?
Tread lightly or ya gonna git rushed by the bums on the hill.
Or, 'r you sell'n their spell?
Spill the beans, black, white,
God made us all, ya'll better git wit dat.
I say, sit, set, shut.
Listen to the Lamb, or the son of Sam, will scam you straight to the pit.
Don't forgit, time is short.
Tort? The fortress is here, and y'r headed f'r zombieLAnd.
And it ain't no joke; the toke will only send you deeper, asleep, the creep will smother, choke, take y'r breath away.
I say, it's infected, gmo virus, gonna wipe y'r brain, insane.
Your membrane will be useless.
You see, the rider of the white steed, compadre of the weed, pale horse rider, his plan is to deceive.
You've been snagged, hook line and sinker.
Stinker, I smell poo.
They live, and I smell a rat, Snoop.
You with them 'r us?
Prove it.
Bend the knee, be free.
You ain't got the guts.
Lov'n the praise of men, says you with them.
The door is always open.
Come one, come all, hear the call.
Or you'll be in freefall.
Here's the deal.
I got a suspicion, cuz I don't see no compassion.
Only passion for bud, dud, mud in y'r eyes.
The green ain't no salve to see.
Only blindness it gives to thee.
Stealing yo soul.
Read the Book, Revelation def's that sorcery = pharmacy.
You see, grand deception is y'r reception, 'nless you repent.
Change yr path, 'r feel the wrath of the Lamb.
The Backstory:::
SNOOP DOGG TWEETS 10 REASONS NOT TO VOTE FOR ROMNEY...
'He a white n****'...
'Bitch I will beat the sh** out of you'...
http://idrudgereport.com/
Snoopes Lie'n endorses Obama
http://forthtell.blogspot.com/2012/09/snoop-lion-endorses-obama.html
Snoopes' Pharmakon
http://forthtell.blogspot.com/2012/08/snoopes-pharmakon.html
Forthtell: They Live!
http://forthtell.blogspot.com/2011/11/they-live.html
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