| 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 outa space, to find another race
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| I'm gonna send him to outa 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 outa space, to find another race
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| I'm gonna send him to outa 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 outa space, to find another race
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| I'm gonna send him to outa 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, 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 outa space, to find another race
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| I'm gonna send him to outa space, to find another race
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| Move ya with your gun
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| Mi sey fe lef' ya with your bomb
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| Move ya with your gun
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| Mi sey fe lef' ya with your bomb... |