Templar Pride

Cuz templar never die

1. Strength Beyond Strength

There is nothing. No education. No family life to open my
Arms to. You'd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow.
I'll be broke in a gutter.
I know the opinion. A broken record. Fuck you and your
College dream. Fact is, we're stronger than all.
You're working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect
Neighbors. But I'm helping to legalize dope on
Your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune.
You're muscle and gall. Naive at best. I'm bone, brain and
Cock. Deep down stronger than all.
A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. A pipe dream
Buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all.
A lament for a rookie officer, punk ass weak little lamb.
For the mob, truly, does rule at this particular time.
We've grown into a monster. An arrogant, explosive motherfuck.
Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock.
Finally, the president in submission. He holds out his hand on
Your television and draws back a stump. It's too late for some.
Far too late.
No more holdbacks. No more paying a cops paycheck. Let him
Bust his own child. The son that heeds my word and smokes my dope.
The daughter that sucks me off and snorts cheap anything.
Hail Kings. The new Kings. Stronger than all.
A simple process to legalize. There would not be a choice but to
Take our side. Be there no question of certain strengths. Know
This intention. Forever stronger than all.

This Is Not

Lines and the light stream
Screaming by me scream
Burned down
Not me you see me suffer
Haunted by your spirit
Undead by your spit
Taunted by yourself alive

Dazed and burning state
Hazed and spinning fate
Dazed and burning
I say I can't come
You say this ain't home
Hating this I mouth your name

This is not my life
This is not my home
This is not me
I hate this

Your voice in my mind
Come home it ain't time
Burned down
Not me you see me suffer
Solace to inspire
Lowness to my life
Taunted by yourself alive

Dazed and burning state
Hazed and spinning fate
Dazed and burning
I say I can't come
You say this ain't home
Hating this I mouth your name

Dime Bag Darrel R.I.P.

"Once upon a time, there were three little pigs
who went out into the big world to build their homes and
seek their fortunes."

The first little piggy, his house is made of wood.
He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood.
He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his Moonshine.
A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine.
I rode into town with my axe in my holster.
Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster.
The sherriff at the border, he tried to take me out.
I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his adams apple out.
Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place.
He opened up his door, and shot me in the face.
And blew me off the porch, and blew my head in half
But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (hehe)
Axe in hand, I rose like the dead
And swung with all my might and made a thump noise in his head
Since we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
And blew his fuckin tongue out the back of his cranium.

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

The second little piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little piggy is a motherfucking dick.
He lays down his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin' car with the little blinkin' lights.
I drive a pulse wagon bug seventeen deep
packed full of Juggalos. Lights out and we creep
to the piggy station and lay on the horn.
First piggy out, we blow his lungs out his uniform.
Now they in pursuit, like Starsky and Hutch.
But there's only two of 'em, the rest are out to lunch.
They come a-dunkin donuts, together with the rest.
Twenty-five piggies with their bullet-proof vests.
We lead 'em on a chase. They bustin' off rounds
But now they all fucked, cuz we at the Carny Grounds.
And they gettin' swallowed by they very own greed
Dark Carnival and wicked clowns, cuz we need...

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!
Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

The last little piggy, his house is made of gold.
He lives in a mansion on his own private road.
I started walking down it. The guard, he told me wait
I snapped his fuckin neck in two and slammed his nuts in the gate
Cuz this little piggy, must definitely die.
I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil
And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel.
People in my city, they fight for they meals.
He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills.
How rich he is the devil, he never will admit it.
So I'm a cut his hand off and slap his face with it.
Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed
I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it upside his head.
He begged for his life, I told him it's too late
And tied his neck in a knot and watched him suffocate
Cuz I need...

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!

Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might use a gun (no), I might use an ax (yes)
The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks.....