Dead The Dajjal

by Madd Cold

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A Hip-Hop declaration of war on International Zionism and its Dajjalic matrix of control from the spiritual, political, social, educational, scientific and street levels. Bangin' beats, apex-level rhymes, ridiculous flows and concepts unlike anything you've ever encountered, Madd Cold takes you on a wild ride that sets the precedent for revolutionary art and puts all those posin' as representatives of the resistance on notice. Turn up the volume and brace yourself....

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released June 28, 2015

Mixed and mastered by Payday Monsanto
Instrumentals by Metal Gear Solid, rest in peace (Track 14), Dark Night (tracks 1, 3, 10 and 12), 8 Bars (Track 13), Al-Dopa (Track 8), VTZ (Tracks 2 and 5), Inertia (tracks 4, 6, 9, 11 and 16), Tim Ross (Track 15) and Screwaholic (Track 7)
Recorded at The Fortress
All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.

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Madd Cold Chicago, Illinois

The son of an Iraqi father whose family descended from the holy, resistant city of Kufa and a Moroccan-Russian mother, Madd Cold is an MC, poet and writer from Brooklyn, New York currently residing in Montreal. His articles, poems and music predominantly deal with World Zionism, as well as geopolitics and decolonization in general. The label is Mouqawamah Music and the motto is "DTI". ... more

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Track Name: The Dauntless Don't Die
The Dauntless Don’t Die

___—Madd Cold—___

From hell’s depths I crawled up/like Kratos, surrounded by the angels with a middle finger to the illegitimate “Israeli” regime and NATO, out to mangle your Order, cradle to the grave I’m gutter and hell yes it’s all love/I am amused by you Jews who use your media/To fuse your supremacist views with a reality that’s skewed and then you call it news, none are sleazier than you/Fronting like you’re chosen when your culture has been cursed/Fronting like you’re dovish when you’re vultures on a perch/You’re lording and you’re sharking from Brooknam to Boogiedown, your sick stench is everywhere/What you ain’t know though, the fist-clench is heavy here/We are proud of our struggle like a firefighter that pulled an innocent out of the rubble/On that September day that your Mossad had burned shit down, oh, we are burning now like an image of a sunspot compounded by the Hubble/I will not apologize for being a live product of the dregs of society I’m from/While I recoil at the very sight of you like a child who is firing a gun/And the size of it’s a ton/No other way to describe it yo you Zionists are scum/And I am at war with you, I mean all of you, madd arrogance got Jews thinking they’re the winners/But the Beast won’t last against the Cold like, Marshawn Lynch tore apart his ACL at New England in December/Not callous nor are we after a palace or a chalice but the calendar is set/For your demise, you can see it in our eyes we insist that our challenges are met/So you better start balancing your checks/Got the mallet to your neck and the gauntlet’s thrown guy/Wax version of the Mouqawamah and the most important of lessons they taught us, the most awesome of blessings is that The Dauntless Don’t Die/Discipline and precision with every point I make like Samurai forgers of weapons/It is nothing but death and destruction when I’m holding the pen like CCA’s board of directors/Iraqi blood but I’m Brooklyn’s own, rep the gritty city of monsters/Like a model who throttled outta the psych ward, my rhymes are pretty sickly and bonkers/Never am I off, I’m always in Rare form like Diddy, Dixie and Conker/And I owe it all to ALLAH, Most Beneficent and Glorious/Madd Cold is not a throwback but a throw forward like Dr. Emmet Brown had Mitchell & Ness invest in his deloreans/Here to liberate the music from you lame faggot hoes/‘Cause the whack shit you rats call rap, it really ain’t natural yo/It ain’t rational/Dresses and skinny jeans, are you motherfucking kidding me, they’ve turned Hip-Hop to a gay fashion show/Damn right I’m a homo-opposer ‘cause the lifestyle of the homo’s corroded, call me homophobic one more time and I will STRAIGHT smash your skull/This mic is like the gridiron and on it I am not be collided with, don’t care if you’re Goliaths or Giants, you’re on your last legs ‘cause you shot yourself like your name’s Plaxico/Aim, blast and go, for another clip ‘cause you fucking wimps all serve the Jewish agenda/And Hip-Hop is a child who does not belong with you pussies, you are like a burned and bruised up placenta/You ain’t thug b, you ain’t hardcore/Shut what down you punk clown? You wouldn’t shut a motherfucking car door/Stop fronting, you are not cognizant of anything that makes a gangsta kid/‘cause you don’t even know what a US or United Nations sanction is/You claim that you’re block dominant?/You say you got corners? These killers stomp continents/You say you got docks, these criminals got ports and waterways/ Talking about you got bricks and more in store for days?/These maniacs are Satan’s pack, they got the jungles it grows in/They occupy the poppyfields of Afghanistan and their plunder is open/You say you got gats, yeah, that’s a laughable con/You’re pitiful in your worth/These cats own the corporations that extract minerals from the earth and then they manufacture the arms/These are gangsters with a different vision/You say you got dough, yo, they own the banks where the shit is printed/So tell me Mr. Rapper, does that chain duly represent your wealth/Or does it represent the illusion hiding the slave of the labels that truly represents your self?/And this is the filth you allow to dictate to you/Tell me how does Empire’s dick taste to you?/They have a lust for blood that’s insatiable/And the lies they spin are sensational/They say jump that’s what you ingrates will do/But you ain’t gotta live like that, you ain’t gotta live like that, it’s breakable/We declare war on The Game/And there ain’t gon’ be no Michael Douglas at the end to tell you it was all just a stage/We’re coming for your heads, for thieving the health of youth/In the name of Mouqawamah Music and living legend OGs like Chino XL, salute/Y’all are too trash to clean up or weld our boots/so I’ma take all your whack rhymes and breathe ‘em in/Then spit ‘em back out as acid rain when I deliver this pain to your door like assassins disguised as pizza-men/And don’t you Blink or you’ll miss it brethren/‘cause in that split second, 182 shots will rip reckless through you troll drones and All The Small Things/will die, every Gulf regime has to go, so, what we’re gonna do is maul the fraud kings/And I, am the equivalent of Eta Carinae times two, weaponized, you, could be Calgary and would not fan the Flames that a molotov brings/The tide, is turning against the Jewish controllers’ “Holocaust” ring of crime/And my Karbalacentric Islamic serenade/is a primary reason they’re ducking and running like ice addicts grinding on the blocks of Santa Fe/Turn this up, let the heaviest decibels knock heads/I am what dope is, make no Bones about it like an overdose of coke will be the reason Emily Deschanel drops dead/I am the end of Se7en with a twist of the rock-smoke that took my pops’ soul, a head-case and raw/Generation Idiot, knowledge accumulation is dead weight to y’all/Sticking to the script and doing what you are told as you segway to the enemy’s endgame, you’re gone/But I think outside the box like cats who ain’t trying to impregnate their broads/ Opposition to the Yid-Monster aka the Jew’s unanimous duke/So I’m done with you pusillanimous pukes/Out to Dead The Dajjal, regardless of the grapevine saying there’s talk from loud heathens/’Cause this crowd pleaser will never bow to the howls of foul demons, ever/So fuck what you herd like cow breeders/

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: I Ain't Charlie
I Ain’t Charlie

___—Madd Cold—___

Mossad did it let’s get it outta the way/More obvious than
gray skies on the cloudiest day/Takfiris are the very
scoundrels you pay/So like “Death to Israel!”, “I Ain’t Charlie!” loudly and proudly we say/Muslims would die for our Prophet but your filth is just a cartoon?/Well, what they ain’t telling you when you go whaling, sometimes you get the catch, and other times you catch the harpoon/So no, I don’t feel sorry for y’all/When you never gave a shit about our Brown and Black bodies at all/Look how many in Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya, Syria and Yemen you deaded/But you hold superior morality ‘cause you defend the wenches in Femen?/Right to insult Muhammad and Christ are forever embedded?/But exposing Jewish wealth and power is “anti-Semitic”? Pathetic!/

HOOK
I Ain’t Charlie, let that ring out
I Ain’t Charlie is what we sing now
Break the thing down, just leave it to me
Don’t give a hot damn about your freedom of speech, bitch
I Ain’t Charlie, he’s an Islamophobe
I Ain’t Charlie, everybody’s gotta know
I Ain’t Charlie, he’s dangerous and cruel
Charlie Hebdo is an agent of the Jews

Compact, tight cell of a black site jail is where I’ll be derided and torn apart/Just for pointing out that 6 million Jews didn’t die in the Holofraud/This right here for the demons is a question/If I can’t engage in history’s revision then it ain’t no mystery you really don’t believe in freedom of expression/You distort our Book and you roast our Prophet/But when we note human soap hasbara is a potent toxin/And the gas chambers are truly a bad faking, we’re supposed to stop it?/Shabbos goys, y’all front too hard/Like secularism and human rights be your true gods/Don’t even kid yo, we both know that the Jews are/And that you would give your life for their Zionist regime/While your own country burns in the fire of their schemes/

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To the Western youth, let me please redirect your views, ‘cause they got skewed with a pack of lies/Vision twisted through sick Orientalism so you think that, it is only terrorism when a Jew or a cracker dies/Do you feel the fury? Tell me do you get the picture?/Millions scream from Chechnya to Niger against the manic band that dares to diss the Scripture/ Let me make it clear, I would rather slit my wrists up/before I become a slave to CRIF and LICRA/East-West clash, you don’t think we know the plan in your head?/Anti-Black bigots you are hideous, basically the Klan with frog legs/That ain’t art, it’s perverted and it’s monotonous/Jewish patrons made you and paid you off to turn the Curse of Ham to a comic strip/The Subversive Clan of Apocalypse, they are so debauched and deranged/War criminals stomp and they screech, saying that they’re marching for “peace”, this entire lot is depraved/Not a troglodyte yo, I follow the Light of Muhammad and I Hira storm coming but still I am not gonna cave/Jihad is our unstoppable aim/‘Till Georges Ibrahim Abdallah is no longer locked in a cage/So no, I won’t give an apology/‘cause even you hell-dwellers know that it’s chicanery/And no, I will not condemn and I won’t get terrorized/‘cause I don’t think within the parameters of your cowardly and broken paradigm/“Free speech” this you peewee twits: any Jew that doesn’t believe in the total liberation of Falasteen, is complicit in Zionism’s ferocious genocide/across our lands, look what you mangy hateful devils have unleashed/Israeli-NATO rebels on our streets/Lynchings, destruction, and vicious abductions, malicious corruption/Saying “fuck yeah!” to Takfir, it is disgusting/ Killing the innocent women and children in sickening numbers, this is your function/Water is off and the slaughter moves forward as if we are insignificant nothings/Conspiring colonial Leviathan, you should not have been fiddling here/You’re out your head yo, hell no I ain’t Hebdo! I am more like little Abeer/Never barter for our martyrs and for them I will spit more raw/Walk through Jewish Paris with “Je suis Dieudonne” on my tee just to piss y’all off/

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Track Name: Webb Of Lies
Webb Of Lies

___—Madd Cold—___

Drug dealers ain’t just big pimps, selling kilos in Rio with birds/They’re the goddamn DEA, as expertly documented by Celerino Castillo the Third/I’m talking transcontinental governmental scheme with various scary heads/Talking Dark Alliance of CIA and Cocaine Cowboy Contras, written by the ferreous Gary Webb/If I say Danilo Blandon and Norwin Meneses, you’ll be sprawling with questions and pretty lost/While you have a horrid obsession with Ricky Ross/Black patsy took the fall for The Agency’s crimes/Enabled by the criminal Amreeki regime’s crooked laws and its racist designs/Afghan Brown or Nicaraguan White, in dollars, yuan or pesos/Pushed by Earth’s biggest dope slingers CIA, Mossad and NATO/

HOOK
War On Drugs is a massive farce
Designed to keep the hood trapped in dark
Brown and Black genocide, so many terrorized
And never do you ask, “what is this Webb Of Lies?!”
Rest in power Gary, picked up where you left off
For too many years your hard work has been slept on
So we woke it up, and we’re hoping that you felt that
Let the whole world know the CIA dealt crack

We know all about your lies, you’re our rotten, hateful nemesis/Know of Amadeus and Watchtower and Operation Pegasus/Know of your monstrous crimes, you’re sick and impure/From Thomas Clines to Richard Secord/They won’t be forgiven today, or exonerated for tomorrow’s plight/Gunning madd hard for Ronald Reagan’s hitmen Robert Kagan and for Otto Reich/Resurrect John Deutch, kidnap Ollie North/Have John Negroponte gored, dig up Mike Harari’s corpse/Then have all of their bodies torched/Smile as the liars are sparking, I’ll execute the entire catharsis on Bush Senior’s mommy’s porch/ Saw Gary Webb in a vision and this is the missive, that I heard him tell me verbatim/Keep the magnifying glass on the truth ‘till I smash the lying ass of Elliot Abrams/

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Agents of the CIA were slinging that sludge like a gang of damn baristas/All to overthrow and inflict madd pain on the Sandanistas/We know the depth of your bane, don’t feign that you are as oblivious to the game as fans in bleachers/You killed whole generations with that rock cocaine, you maimed and canned our teachers/Blood on your shameful hands is seeping and we’re drowning in that lowly devil tear/This joint is for my father and my homie Metal Gear/Zombie souls hardly whole after that, crack and smack at unholy levels here/And yeah, it’s the CIA’s fault, want the CIA corked and then fried in some sinking craters/Could’ve been one so I want justice done for the crack babies who died in their incubators/

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CIA never had the intention to put a stop to its dropping of coke/And behind closed doors they would mock and they’d boast/they would put Gary Webb in a damn cell, so they planned hell with Sam Zell, Sulzberger and the Washington Post/Decimated his character through and through/It was a murderous message to other journalists, test us and this is what we would do to you/His professionalism was left in the ditches after the maleficent system put a hex on his spirt, sliced up and clapped up with lead/Then they murdered him, told the world it was a suicide, shot himself twice in the back of the head/And I know why, I swear it is true/He was getting close to the corrupt collusion between the intelligence orgs and the Russian-Jewish Mafia and Gary wasn’t scared of the Jews/When you follow the global narcotics flow, Bani Isra2eel is where it invariably leads/Meth to X to Deck, they got it, hence why they’re the reason humanity bleeds/They dirtied your name Gary but now you are hearing me clear it/They told us to be afraid but now brother you’re hearing me fearless/I thank ALLAH (SWT) for steering me near it/This ain’t no weary redemption, this is righteous revenge for anyone who dared call you conspiracy theorist/

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Track Name: F.S.F. Part The First: Who The Demons Be
F.S.F. Part The First: Who The Demons Be

___—Madd Cold—___

HOOK
We ain’t with the Frankfurt School Fuckery
Horkheimer to Adorno, it was just a gangster-Jew guttery
Implementing filth so they could make their moves comfortably
And uplift “The Tribe”, to sensational luxury

Wouldn’t call ‘em insane ‘cause everything they did was cerebral and calculated/Go and read their ugliness yourselves, in every word their evil is validated/For the very destruction of Gentile society and people, they salivated/Didn’t matter what class, they longed to see the death, of the peasant and the regal amalgamated/Jewish to the core, viewed every single other as Other, who according to their scales were assuredly inferior and tripe/While proclaiming Judaism as morally superior to Christ/Holocaust consciousness was deep, so bad I wanna vomit in my sleep, all the garbage that they wrote and spoke was heavily about this/Adorno said never again should poetry be written as a way to commemorate the memory of Auschwitz/Gag! There are countless other examples of trash in this twisted Judaic Calamity’s drivel/Like Horkheimer saying all the fake martyrs of the concentration camps are humanity’s symbols/They want the whole world Jewish, so every last Gentile ruler is subservient to them/Making natural unnatural and normal abnormal, yeah, topsy-turvy is the trend/Viewed authoritarianism and anti-Semitism as synonymous, “Critical Theory”? a godless, sick, subversive strategy/Says all anti-Jewish feelings manifest from sexual repression, not to mention it birthed identity politics immersed in faggotry/Leftists are directed by their Yiddishness and pithy influence/You can find their fingerprints especially on the most lascivious movements/Hence why nearly every leading Western feminist is an insidious Jewess/Walter Benjamin was pure malevolence, he had to see morality destroyed/Through the spread of pessimism and other fallacies, brainwashing nation-size cavalries of goys/Infect them with the menaces of Marx, Einstein and the malady of Freud/Need another confirmation of the Frankfurt School abomination’s toxic nature led by these perverted dark Jews/Just look at the Zionist commitment of Adorno, Horkheimer and the devil Herbert Marcuse/Lovers and defenders of the baby-killing “Israeli” regime, their authority’s depraved/And “leftists”, these are your heroes? You wannabes oughtta be ashamed/Tricked you, flipped you into tools and fools who are shredding God/Particularly gross is Talmudic Erich Fromm/Received Kabbalah training from the dude that led Chabad/A psycho analyst that draws upon the Bible’s animus to non-Jews, writings were deadlier than Irgunist letter bombs/Believed that disobeying the Creator was saintly and Satan was an agent of revolutionary engagement, these are the ghoulish men of Baal/and the ruthless red Dajjal/Don’t you get it? The Frankfurt School’s a Jewish reservoir of disease/

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Track Name: No More Rules (Martyrs Of Quneitra)
No More Rules (Martyrs of Quneitra)

___—Madd Cold—___

Martyrs of Quneitra have joined the Divine, so sublime, and your mission is heavenly in its reach/Martyrs of Quneitra, you are not gone but alive so haunt the enemy in his sleep/ Imagine, seven men only in possession of their individual weapons shook to the very core the hegemony of the Beast/Paved the way for Palestine’s occupier to suffer the deadliest of defeats/General Allahdadi was ranked too high to describe/Muhammad “Abu Issa” Issa and Jihad “Jawad” Mughniyeh, the parable of your triumphant lives/is comparable to a violet and orange horizon from a soaring sun that doesn’t set, it can only rise and then rise/“Sayyed Abbas” Hijazi and “Daniel” Ghazi Ali Dawi, “Kazem” Abu al-Hasan and “Ihab” Ali Hassan Ibrahim, your bravery’s the saber and the missile that will pierce the artificial Zionist regime and lead it to its violent demise/Al-Jaulan felt your martyrdom and its environment cried/As Lebanese and Iranian revolutionary blood mixed and fused with Syrian soil/Now the fury has boiled, and the battle arenas have been united as one Resistance Army, slicing and dicing the shadowy demons of Zionism’s imperial toil/

HOOK
Martyrs of Quneitra, we’re steady in your debt
No fear, your blood has the enemy in check
We feel your strength when we say your names
Martyrs of Quneitra, you’ve changed the game
No more rules, no more rules
Rules of engagement, they’re now through
No more rules, no more rules
Zion you, must now face your doom

Fourth strongest military on earth? Liars, Zionists you’re softer than waterlogged rice and sorbet/Hizbullah embarrassed you, savaged you, ravaged you with its radical and tactical prowess, right in broad day/15 soldiers including Givati and Golani commanders were burned and grinded into fertilizer as the missiles slammed powerfully into you/Sayyed Hassan told us years ago, ain’t nobody on the planet more cowardly than the Jew/Thought you’d get away with your attack but when the men of the Resistance struck back, you mutts clearly swerved/No boosting the morale of your Takfiri scourge/Warmongers bark, but readily you step down/Sedition and division’s what you spark, then steadily you’re fleshed out/Martyrs are still here, they feel near because their names are marked, on every projectile/

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100,000 missiles pointed at you, you’ll be incinerated in no time/Death of Zionism is the moment we been awaiting, it’s showtime/What you gon’ do with your settlements, what you gon’ do with your squatters, when Hizbullah and the popular committees it’s been training start liberating Al-Jaulan/It’s coming, along with the return of every last Syrian you wolves drove out/Staring down the barrels of Mouqawamah weaponry’s how the Israeli enemy will pay for the destroyed villages and every bulldozed house/Every olive, lemon and grape grove you stole, every massacre you did/Martyrs of Quneitra exposed your tentacles, that’s what happens when your habits are the tactics of a squid/Hizbullah ain’t overstretched/ Every time you collide, they mop the floor with you, so what kinda lie you gonna be floating next?/Supremacy will be your undoing, it was foolish to think you sadistic bastards were better/And even stupider to think that you could break the inextricable bond holding the Resistance Axis together/Righteousness of this Bloc is like an impervious armor with irreversible karma/Destiny is one, so is the struggle and so are the virtuous martyrs/Heroes of Quneitra, to rhyme about you saviors, truly, there really ain’t no words for the honor/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Feelin' Like A Houthi
Feelin’ Like A Houthi

___—Madd Cold—___

Sandals on our feet, daggers in our belt/We ain’t come to the
world and start nagging it for help/Six wars we have endured
and when the Saudis came, we proudly blazed ‘em alone, hammered ‘em and staggered ‘em, they knelt/They learned the consequences of daring to mess with the Houthis, we ain’t gonna have it in our realm/Left Saada a horror, there ain’t no winning lottery, it’s destitution/So you better believe we fought back properly for retribution/Discriminated against and disenfranchised/“Tools of Iran”? Who you trying to fool, only stooge here is you, of the yahoud, so quit your damn lies/Telling you now Riyadh, hegemony is over with/Yemen was never a piece of real estate that you could just maintain endlessly in ownership/Defy your disease, our Remedy is Ultimate (SWT)/

HOOK (2x)
Stand up if you’re feelin’ like a Houthi
Your coalition of cowards, it doesn’t move me
Our resistance, that’s why you lose sleep
We’ll defeat Sahyouni Saudi

Let us take a little trip down memory lane/When we inflicted upon you the heaviest pain/I can say sternly your casualty count was well over 130, rest had to run for their lives/You invaded Yemen to dominate but we are the ones who have thrived/Ansarullah is the name so you better kick it right/Now you invade again, this time in the thick of night/You really must be hysterical then, ‘cause you got your tyrannical friends together like they were NATO to sit around in a room/As your bombs target, women and children who are starving, apartments along with markets that are crowded at noon/Cowards, all of y’all are shady, lost and frail/Could not crush us so you kill civilians, looks like the Israelis taught you well/

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O’ kings and emirs, fronting like strong but you’re harmless and wimps/Worried that we take Bab el-Mandeb and then we send arms to the Strip/O’ kings and emirs, where were you when there was crying in Gaza/That’s right, you were on the side of the monsters/
Zion’s lapdogs, lying, fat hogs scheming, you’re a lame lot/Launch “Decisive Storm” against us but Palestine ain’t even get a rain drop/Can’t halt our advance but you thought that your plan to level Yemen would work/I’m the victims of the Hajjah camp massacre, resurrected in verse/Lanat’ALLAH on the House of Saud, let the revving vengeance from the Seventh Heaven disperse/Angels beside us, as the bullets from our weaponry just flows you are goners/Ready to die in the fight against Empire Judaica, it’s our destiny to go as Shouhada/

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Track Name: Marcypotamia
Marcypotamia

___—Madd Cold—___

Son of Imam Hussein’s avengers and the gunmetal black pain of Brooklyn, I am not a Son of Anarchy/So unique, the Cold is the product of the coldest streets like snow and sleet on the bottom of Nikes/Vibing is right like the rain on the roof as lightning and thunder slam Marcy/Stomping the mic and making every clown that Jax my style into frozen beef and Juice/Prone to eat you fools, alone I feast on you, don’t kick it with no Grim Bastards nor do I run with damn armies/‘cause dun, the man’s Charming/Y’all learn from everything this livewire blesses/And if not then you guys cry in deathbeds/Quite true I’m flyer than 1,005 gliders and 2,009 climbers at Mount Kilimanjaro, illest today and the illest tomorrow, every rhyme fire to fry liars like barbecue spices and lime rind on fresh eggs/Y’all are not wolves, all of y’all are faggots sipping Mai Tais with defanged sidewinder yes-men/Beat is not cranked enough so, we gon’ Crank it up like skydiving meth-heads/That was just a reminder of my lyrical ability/but I am not here to deliver cynical soliloquies/I am here to let loose with the two trends that are gleaming in my aura/Brooknam, South 4th, barrel juice with a curry Jamaican beef patty and we eat it on the corner/Homies so slick they’d spit game to a mother while they’re sleeping with her daughter/Every week a body is found in the dumpster, in these here streets it is a slaughter/Men rep large but when the feds press hard then trust, they’ll be telling later/where you get your gats from and who you selling weight for/Don’t matter if it’s for a sentence reduction or for hella paper/Ignorant though, pigs on the take will sell you down the river quicker than those, sick whips equipped with a particle accelerator/Thought you were getting out but Blue Bacon bullets left your melon cratered/Steele snatched away your victory right at the last second like Meldrick Taylor/Or maybe you’ll get left up in jail, a treacherous hell, destined for death in the cell with razors/Like my family Scissorz, doing the stupidest bid for vandalism, another casualty of this rancid system/No doubt that it was hype in Rikers/But sun wasn’t getting in no fights with lifers/He was getting plowed every night by the guards, made the sadness and agony in his head deep/And one day he just had enough and hung himself with his bed sheets/Or my dear brother Flip16 dopest graf that you ever did see/Brother got shivved three times in his ribs mean ‘cause he wasn’t blowing noone, it was on some “bitch, please!”/Praying for the soul of my man Gremlin, a damn menace on the court like a renegade judge in the pay of the mob/Caught a stray bullet and was told he’d never walk again or pick up the ball again, doctors should’ve just told him outright he was on his way to ALLAH/He was shattered, not just battered and bruised/Went to see sun after the news and I heard the shot from the hall/Ran up three flights of stairs to his apartment and then I knocked on the door/Heard nothing but a fiend coughing from the rawness of that dumb torrid angeldust/Please tell me I ain’t lose another friend to them troubles when fallen angels bust/Then I saw it, the blood had leaked onto the floor and stained my dunks/But even though he offed himself, I was banking on it that he reached Heaven like a Corporate Angels’ Trust/Youth loaded on lust, lost in a sea of silicone balloons and seesaw ass/Can’t even find the concept of Queen, all they wanna do is tweet more vag/They ain’t thinking at all that when they dive inside that sweet raw gash/It might contain the virus and in the blink of an iris it will be your last/In a tragical world of fantastical illusion, I’m inspiring with realness/But with that comes so much pain that I’m trying just to deal with/Kneel down for du3a after Salat and sometimes I’m crying in the stillness/‘Cause I’m sick to death of the bull, like a matador retiring with illness/And that’s the other energy, 14 centuries of history through Islam, plus another 10,000 if we’re breaking the barrier/ Modern day Iraq from the primordial ooze of ancient Sumeria/Society beyond your wildest imagination in every traceable area/Mathematics, art, science, music and dance/Truly advanced, let me be inexplicably lucid so I could put you in a trance/We invented the wheel and knew the ins and outs of the planets, way before your satellites/Original civilization you are foolish if you thought that we were gonna yield it/Discovered the circle and universal theories along with the double helix/We knew of this realm and later on, the afterlife/Long before the Hebrews arrived with their genocide, malevolent, sadistic and just savage/The Revelations of ALLAH were delivered to us, Genesis was written on our tablets/During Europe’s Dark Ages, Baghdad was the capital of everything intelligent/So I’ll be damned if I let you barbaric imbeciles make everything irrelevant/Comfortable in Najaf and Khanaqin with warriors or Brownsville and Canarsie with craziness/This is for the sands and the stoops, Azaziah is The Hammer Of Truth, smashing the ungodly and salient and the gaudy and radiant/Be they rabbinical child molesters in Williamsburg, killers from “Tel Aviv” or Saudi Depravians/I am what ALLAH made me, an extraordinary human being but hardly an alien/This is for the hard blocks, hard knocks, NOT paltry Arcadians/For my fallen brethren Muhammad, Roca, Rodney and Damien/From a slum where the flyest sisters are Arab, African, Rican, Pakistani and partly Barbadian/From a culture of unrivaled brilliance, totally adverse to parties of laziness/I am Brooklyn and Iraq’s own, the Marcypotamian/

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Substance
Substance

___—Madd Cold—___

Like Nike doing construction, these lames put concrete shoes on
the music of substance/And now like retarded chronic
masturbators the wack is in stupid abundance/Y’all approve this like it was some vitamins soothing your stomachs/But there’s a question, all them clowns you knock repping the gayest and worst rap/Who helped turn the real to the sleeping cycle of worms, ‘cause it’s taking a dirt nap/Ten years from here, will you recall their bars? Recall their songs?/Please, you won’t even recall their names because it’s all the same and you’d have gone insane before these pawns evolve/Their souls push up Daisy’s like the Dukes of Hazzard starlet’s bra/Their hearts are gone, just hardcore tweets, ‘net goons and computerized survivors/These frauds belong sleeping with the fishes like suicidal divers/

HOOK
I’m the Black Mask of Brooklyn
Madd Cold is the name
Freezer Burn in your veins

Used to be so much substance, would knock records ‘till I was borderline comatose/Then the game went into the fourteenth round, like what Boom Boom did to Duk-Koo Kim and it still ain’t remove that pine overcoat/These Zionists and co-conspirers wanna make dodos out the dope yo, so they strive to evilly rape our freedom/‘Till every drop of radicalness in Hip-Hop will kick the bucket like janitors who dreamed to be Jason Elam/You can hear the ill croaking but there ain’t no frogs around/Thanks to what these faggots do, you can feel the sick turn to maggot food, they have marred the sound/Can’t tell what’s authentic, and we’re lost in the fog and clouds/Bitchboy conquerors, pixie plunder and pipsqueak thunder/I don’t need the Fisher Funeral Home to put you clones Six Feet Under/

REPEAT HOOK

Substance used to flourish then it took a bad tumble when the labels intervened/And you don’t need a dissertation on what they do, they are snakes who get the cream/Old money crackers, House Negro vultures and of course lots of thug Jews/Treating Hip-Hop like a Falasteeni village in the Nakba they can pop and run through/They want the dope to go home in a box, like cocaine stuffed in the twats of drug mules/Hate this culture violently and they are assailing it often/But we ain’t necrophiliacs in love with caskets, we won’t take the nail in the coffin/Ain’t going down without a fight, beats and mics are the ratchets and clips/Gambling’s 7aram in Islam, we ain’t allowed to cash in our chips/So it’s war on you tools who stand at the side of the feds/Bite the dust like vampires cannibalizing their dead/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: F.S.F. Part The Second: What The Demons Do
F.S.F. Part The Second: What The Demons Do

___—Madd Cold—___

HOOK
We ain’t with the Frankfurt School Fuckery
Marcuse to Fromm, it was just a gangster-Jew guttery
Implementing filth so they could make their moves comfortably
And uplift “The Tribe”, to sensational luxury

If you don’t see the subterfuge then you really suffer huge from stone cold and real denial/ ‘Cause swill is swill and not even the Jews go low to seal the vile/Talking all that anti-capitalist radicalness, it is a unilateral myth as they were funded with the Jewish old dough of Felix Weil/Fronting like we don’t know that you’re brash lame scum/Never talk about the Rothschilds ‘cause one of their lieutenants is where your cash came from/Your mad bane’s done as we expose your Institute of Social Research as an awful plot/Ideological sons of, Willi Munzenberg and of Georg Lukács/who made Hungary nothing less than a pornographic hell/Anyone rejecting his demented cultural directives wound up, in a morbid tattered cell/Monster of a man, shaytanic and demonic with his plans, the vulgarity’s so clear/Both were out to stink up and destroy what our families hold dear/Friedrich Pollock and his economics simply were off the wall, absurdity was bursting/Pissed that Hitler killed poverty off and ensured all of Germany was working/Let me translate, Jews were scared great, that this mandate, would be replicated in other Gentile nations and action would be immediately taken where the Jews’ usurious, perfidy were lurking/All of ‘em wrote that so-called “fascists” utilize sex as a weapon/This though is an aggressive projection/of their very own oppressive deception/Not only all the rape and pedophilia across the Talmud and Halakha/And all the magical lollygagging and body-snatching that you do with your putrid Kabbalah/But I’m talking about the sickening perniciousness of Wilhelm Reich, one deviant prick/Who concocted a theory that if you’re not having lots of sexual dreams when you’re six/And allowed to play free with your dick/You would grow up hating Jews, it’s a blatant ruse, how the fuck does anyone believe in this shit?/So you’re damn right I drown out what should be the illegal noise of your ilk/And counteract the slime that you’re building inside the minds of our children, with your Neo-Freudian filth/Slashing ‘till I’ve ended it, you think it’s censorship? I think that you’re the Devil’s kids, and Hell’s head commanded that you spread the rancid/Anyone thinking the Frankfurt School is brilliant, really needs their motherfucking head examined/Way more subversive than the Kehilla’s racialist decrees/And way more perverted than the zaniest, most dangerous Hasids/Modern offspring, they are Satanists like Seyla Benhabib/Who want the world’s borders, cultures and identities slaughtered in the name of Judaicist beliefs/Ain’t this sociopathy? Sociology was founded as a Jewish science, and the Frankfurt School was a Jewish sect/Out to strangle Western civilization until it died an exuberantly gloomful and brutal death/This is why they keep all the decadence and pornography flowing/Just so the Westerners will be properly broken/Create a clash of civilizations, Jews changed US immigration legislation back in sixty-five/While simultaneously lobbying for more colonial wars against the Global South, throw ‘em out, bring ‘em over now and then you put ‘em through a savage gritty time/Invasions, death squads, dictators, lands are sniped and sparked/While your academic malfeasance and foul presence will just, tear the Whites to carp/You will tear the fam, tear the man, tear his kids and strand his wife in dark/Family ruined, the total destruction of the family unit and, now they live a damaged life apart/Laziness is salient, immigrants you pay ‘em shit, poor Whites start saying shit like they wanna be killing all the Browns/Immigrants can feel the tensions yo, they feel it all around/Jews cultivate Latino and Black elites, Anglos complain minorities are taking their position/And poor Browns, mostly Muslims pushed and choked and targeted with hatred and they’re living in an Israeli-made racist inquisition/ Islamophobia spreads, ZOG bolsters the feds, innocent blood just like an ocean is shed and Islamophobia bread? The Jews make more/“Chosenite” controllers laughing at the goyim as they murder each other in a crude race war/Then you replicate the process in the Arab and Islamic worlds/Turn men into fairies and women into strippers and to gossip girls/Colonization of the mind, body and soul, you wanna gut the kernel out Islam, rip it and twist it/‘till there’s little resistance/And it’s just like your Jew-Deism, self-worship and ritualistic/You snivel and you literally spit at our Christian brothers, but it is you who is the true Crusader/And now that your most intricate and intimate scheme has been decrypted and reamed, we will not let you build your new Judea/No longer can you keep the facts invisible/Frankfurt School is Jewish cultural imperialism, at its pinnacle/

REPEAT HOOK

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Majesty (The Proof)
Majesty (The Proof)

___—Madd Cold—___

No artist like ALLAH, our reality is beautifully painted/You see accidents, I see extravagant Majesty, The Proof of Creation/Impossible to even think otherwise when lucidly gazing upon a Leafy Sea Dragon as it blends into the kelp/Or how remarkable it is Goby Fish and Pistol Shrimp share friendship and they help/one another against predators that find nothing more delectable than them/Stunned over Giant Cuttlefish that can change the very texture of their skin/Clearer than the vision in the eyes of a Mantis Shrimp/ Spiritual to observe an Indus River Dolphin or a Beared Ghoul, brighter than the shine of a Lanternfish/You say it’s masonic Darwinism but all that has been dead/Just check the uniqueness of a Sperm Whale’s teeth or the ferocity of a Sarcastic Fringehead/You ain’t gotta be Muslim to know that nature is The Immortal’s math/And this splendiferous ocean of His defies time, like the Frilled Shark and the Horseshoe Crab/

HOOK (2x)
Nature, came from The Elegant Divine
Not masonic Darwinism, it’s Intelligent Design
Islamic logic is cosmic, a marvelous vibrance
With every piece of art, there is an Artist behind it

No artist like ALLAH, our reality is beautifully painted/You see accidents, I see extravagant Majesty, The Proof of Creation/Impossible to even think otherwise when lucidly gazing upon a lion pride hunting in the Serengeti/Or Asiatic Cheetahs running through the barrens steady/Divine Power manifested in a pack of Grey Wolves, taking down a moose/The beat of nature knocks, Howler Monkeys and the Indri make the loudest loops/Jaguar escapes a Green Anaconda after the snake had it constricted/Sleek like the Fossa creeping through the forest on a ravenous mission/In awe of such amazing creatures/ Like the Black Tiger, Platypus, Okapi and Eurasian Beaver/Masonic Darwinism ain’t got no destiny/But the Book of Animals from the great Al-Jahiz defies bounds, like the Snow Leopard’s leap/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

No artist like ALLAH, our reality is beautifully painted/You see accidents, I see extravagant Majesty, The Proof of Creation/Impossible to even think otherwise when lucidly gazing upon Birds of Paradise and their gorgeous plumage/Listening to a Malabar Whistling Thrush, it is more than music/Evolution revealed in Qur’an, that’s why we kneel to ALLAH, while you all hail filth/Dismiss you with the quickness of the hyper-strumming wings of a Long-tailed Sylph/Earth’s face is the workspace of Al-Musawwir and every flyer was fashioned on His easel/Stunners like the Blue Crane, killers like the African Fish Eagle/Neo-Darwinian theory’s the epitome of a cruel spell, that birthed a doomed, stale culture/While Islam’s sciences sky high, highest in fact, like Rüppell’s Vulture/


REPEAT HOOK (2x)

New Atheist nitwits bow to quasi-scientific figures like Darwin and salute them as benevolent emperors/Though the likelihood of nature’s greatest events like the Okavango River draining after rain hits being random ain’t even slightly good, it is more like zero to negative integers/Them and their Zionist masters know Islam is the truth, but they maintain the lie/So the “post-modern” mask on the godless war that they wage is fine/Pretext remains gauged and lined up to disgracefully launch baseless assaults on the Qur’an, and Christians who are lovers of the Bible/Scientists’ careers get ended if they question Darwin or one of his disciples/Trying to conceal ALLAH’s fingerprints on the eye-popping spots of an Ocelot/The massive force from the wingspan of a Wandering Albatross/And the brilliance of a Sea Otter using rocks to wallop a mollusk/I will leave
you with the tremendous words of Imam Ja3far al-Sadiq/If you can’t gaze into the sun, what makes you believe that you can gaze at its Creator?/You Judaized New Atheists will never get The One behind nature is just greater/Majesty’s the word, ALLAH has a bond with our conscious/The Proof? Creation, it’s a phenomenal process/So simply put, to hell with your shaytanic masonic methodical doctrine/

REPEAT HOOK (2x)

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: For The Record
For The Record

___—Madd Cold—___

HOOK
Never sign a deal
I will never sign a deal
Iron’s the composition of Azaziah’s will
Jewish greed that makes the music bleed is not something I could feel
So for the record, I’ll never sign a deal
Rappers today, you’re a bunch of lying shills
No dignity ‘cause agents had your defiance killed
Cold is the fire and the ire yo and every rhyme is real
So for the record, I’ll never sign a deal

This is for my block brothers not you cocksuckers who front like you’re from a mean city/So please stop with the lies there ain’t a scheme that you could dream that we won’t screen quickly/And that unnatural contractual abomination placed in front of my face, yeah scum it doesn’t seem pretty/I would rather carve an X into my girl’s Box and have you shoot it two times before I sign a 360/I was raised to break up the matrix so don’t you Play with my Station/See the Game that you invaders created as well as the Cube that you made to contain us/Rules that we artists must follow and harken to, the darkness is swallowed, the model is doom, ya see?/So tomorrow we mutiny/And my light is Twilight for you bloodsucking princes, Princesses and your apprentices/This isn’t, anything less than the overthrow of your system and all its global wickedness/You could call it Hip-Hop’s photosynthesis/

REPEAT HOOK

Tell me, are you men or have you been rendered to boys?/Arrogant FAO Schwarzes of corporate labels have trained you like horses for their porcelain carriages, all you are is expendable toys/Now yell mayday! Transatlantic Slave Trade all over again, family is forced to vacate and your friends are destroyed/Jewish Utopia opened up in the fields where the bodies of our progeny just lay slain, cultural death is the treacherous method these devils employ to achieve the end of the Goy/And you love it so I do not respect what your homies are doing/Won’t bless what you phonies have ruined/You’re soft on the track, it is awful in fact, we abhor you for that, ‘cause we treat the beat like it is Israel, death is the only solution/A Prodigy with rhymery and I’ve been wreaking Havoc since cassettes played/But y’all? Biggie’s rotting corpse would take you faggots on your best day/

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No you don’t know Hip-Hop/And you sure as hell don’t get ‘Pac/Quit the fronting right now or I swear prick you’ll get dropped/like Lorena Bobbit’s man/Y’all are anorexic wreckage in a pose as pyrotechnics and, I ain’t in the mood for your flaming vomit fam/So you Krusty bobo, no-flow, woeful mooks, you can go-go back to getting juxed for pennies on the dollar as your Jew masters make trillions/Soulja Boy Tell ‘Em, Lil’ Wayne braindead lame heads with an aura of fake brilliance/Me though? Peep yo, I’m GZA’s Liquid Swords and the Illmatic Nas/KRS, Kane, G Rap and K-Solo to your shrill static bars/I’m Jay before he caved in to the enslavement of the Jews and Funk Doc’s Muddy Waters/I’m Last Emp, Ras Kass, Big L and Canibus, even daring to tangle with me’s calamitous to your health and Spellbound for bloody slaughter/I’m X-Clan, Askari X and Dead Prez with Professor Griff’s vicious mouth/I am Ice Cube before the Yiddish hounds in Tinseltown pimped him out/This is freezer burn and lightning moving plus some lighter fluid to wipe out the chosenites’ influence, we will hit them bad/I am AZ, Black Thought, Masta Ace, Paris, Slick Rick and The Gift of Gab/Dilophosaurs with spit, with Pharoahe Monch’s rawness and grit, you would think I bankrupted Kotex the way that I split and rip the pad/Your Time’s Up and I’m O.C., Pusha T, MOP, LOX, Mos Def, Xzibit and the Boot Camp Clik/Vakill to you twat ‘bot shills, we will never do dances/Too tall for you Screwballs, I chew y’all like gum, I am an animal akh/Scream Phoenix and leave you dweebs bleeding, devoured or sliced, I’m Cannibal Ox/If the mic is the pipe of a fiend leaning then I’m Hot Sauce in a relapse when I handle the rock/I am Guru, Grafh, Outkast, Skyzoo, Wu-Tang Clan and J-Elec/Tribe told us ‘bout Rule 4080, Judaic, Anglo and gay execs truly are a major threat/Madd Cold is Ultramagnetic, Rakim, De La and arguably the G.O.A.T. Big Pun/And this cat won’t sign, so kidnap and strap a bomb to Baroness Jenny’s arms, still I’ll never fold or, hold my explosive Tonge/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Najd Be Damned
Najd Be Damned

___—Madd Cold—___

Holy Prophet prayed for Bilad al-Sham and he prayed for
Yemen/He considered both beloved, like daughters of the
Ummah on the day of wedding/But when asked to pray for
Najd, he cursed the land in the name of the One Who Created
the Earth and Made the Heavens/Najd is the source of “earthquakes” and trials and tribulations/Wahhabi thought concocted by Crypto-Jews with assistance from the British, gave to the religion miles of innovations/Pharisaic Judaism masking as the Last Messenger’s Deen/Najd is the Horn of Satan, all that it does is blasphemous and madd treacherous schemes/Financiers of terror, liars and monsters/The facilitators of the Zionist Nakba/Destroyers of Medina, colonizers of Makkah/Wahhab and Saud fams’ roots are in the Dönmeh Jews who once resided in Basra/

HOOK
Najd Be Damned
for all this fitna, a Zionist-Najdi plan
House of Saud is maniacal for real
Wahhabism’s the mask for the Jewishness they’re trying to conceal
Najd be cursed
for all this chaos, a Zionist-Najdi work
Saudi’s the reason for the region’s pain and scars
So their only destination in death is the flames of Naar

Najd is the spring from where the fitna will emerge/You are not protectors but aggressors and oppressors of Islam, you distort the meaning of the Scripture and its terms/You ain’t in submission to ALLAH, you’re resistors of His Word/So Anglophilic it’s like a heinous illness, you love making odes to Brits and taking pictures with their “sirs”/Genocidally Shi3aphobic, I will not give you the respect of addressing you as misters, you’re a scourge/ Servile to the letter, for colonialist “hikma” you just yearn/You don’t do woudou2, you bathe in mikvehs, you’re disturbed/You don’t give Zakat, you engage in “mitzvahs”, you’re absurd/We see the Judaicist fingerprints on what you earn/Petrodollar scam but you can’t cover up the truthfulness with your pitiful money/Wahhabism is a miserable, crummy facade for rabbinical studies/

REPEAT HOOK

BRIDGE (4x)
Saudi Israelia’s the enemy of God
Yahoudi Arabia’s hegemony will fall

Spreading Takfiris across the region like you’re gerbils with black plague/Activating them in countries who will not serve you, it’s that game/A particular hatred for the Resistance Axis and you wanna make the Crescent which is Fertile your trapped slave/You wanna raze to rubble Karbala, Kufa, Najaf and Kazimiyah, you’re Ibn Taymiyyah and Maimonides combined/Wanna cleanse Bahrain of the Shi3a and turn it into a Wahhabi island where you shine and privately dine/You’re pariah Zionist slime, for hitting Yemen’s masjids and its harbors with sorties, wait/Let us not forget the cluster bombs and phosphorus you dropped upon its kids like you were IOF inside the Gaza Strip, we won’t even speak on Quds or bother with Forty-Eight/Malai2ikah laughing ‘cause they’re aware of the horrors you and your fathers will surely face/Collaborationist filth, you are not strong or militant/You are thieves, consumed by greed, traits of a Jew indeed, true indeed and your excess is pure grandiloquence/Look at what you did to the Hajj b, what you kidding for Najdis? Not Al-Kaaba, Yad Vashem is where you perform your pilgrimage/ You don’t enjoin good and forbid evil, you enjoin evil and forbid good/Hence why you think any mouqawamah from the “goy” is lethal, yeah you pigs would/

REPEAT HOOK

REPEAT BRIDGE (4x)

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Beware The Sorosites
Beware The Sorosites

___—Madd Cold—___

HOOK (2x)
Beware, beware
The Sorosites are here
Color revolutions are how they instill the fear
All of it’s illusion but they’re telling you it’s real
Calling it human rights but this is what they steal

Big Punisher’s “Beware” pops in my head every time I see his reptilian face/Looking like a crossbreed between Battletoads and the Arquillian race/Knocking down governments at a typically Jewish supercilious pace/Ain’t no way to spin it, George Soros is a menace to all of humankind/Every single corner of Earth he’s responsible for madd sorts of brutal crimes/ Main weapons of course are his Foundations of Open Society/Nations, they’ve broken and cultures, they’ve stolen ‘em silently/If a country don’t submit to the protest fraud then they don’t have an issue with overthrowing it violently/Mogul of the Empire’s destabilization regime change machine/Velvet to Bulldozer to Rose to Tulip to Jeans and Grape Revolutions, he paid the teams/Ill, stretching from Lithuania all the way to Brazil, I don’t think you get how rank this thing is/Waged economic war on Mahathir Mohamed of Malaysia and annihilated the Bank of England/Wanted on charges all over the globe, he’s proved himself to be impossible to hunt/‘Cause he’s got Rothschild money in his Quantum Group of Funds/Based in Caymans and Curacao, this is enormous dough not limp or dim bucks/Orange Revolution to Maidan, killed Ukraine with Kolomoisky and Victor Pinchuk/ Soros in your state is like a chill on a warm night, thinking you’re alright but then bad pneumonia comes next/Put lipstick on a pig it’s still gon’ oink so Lipstick Revolution is an appropriate rubric for the Macedonia unrest/So incredible that Soros always seems to step in at a perfectly nice time/Him and Nathan R. basically bought the nation of Montenegro to harm Skopje and maybe dislodge it from the Turkish Stream pipeline/Devil who dishevels governments for a living and ravages movements thinks Vladimir Putin, is an existential threat to Europe/More desperate with his hasbara than squirrels whose appetites are wet for syrup/His progressiveness is disingenuous, he wants to sever your resistance and then toxify your heat/Taking over your organizations and replacing them with straight-up noise-making operations just like Occupy Wall Street/It’s a fat scam, calls you schvartze behind your back fam, this Soros chap man, doesn’t give a rat gland ‘bout pigs making Black lives splatter/He wants you de-Malcolmized and de-radicalized, that’s why George Soros bankrolls Black Lives Matter/“Arab Spring” architect, had his filthy hands in Libya, Syria, Egypt and Tunisia too/Now every time we see an activist, we have to be asking this, is he a Sorosite? Is he a stooge?/Is he just a pawn of International Zionism’s insidious moves?/Soros is an overlord of filth that feasts on innocence and showers in conflict/ Hypocrite dares speak on Rohingya suffering when he brought their bludgeoners to power to start with/Says he ain’t religious but he’s a Jew to the core/J-Street, Birthright, Chabad and UJA, he has infused them with stupid moolah galore/So much doom because of this goon we’ve endured/So his Sorosites must be stopped before they do anymore/

HOOK II (2x)
Beware, beware
The Sorosites are here
“Democracy Promotion” is how they instill the fear
All of it’s corrosive but they’re telling you it’s safe
Say it’s people power but it actually is rape

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Masada Marauders
Masada Marauders

___—Madd Cold—___

“Zionism’s secular”, the lie they have been repeatedly feeding to
you/Nothing but a myth and you’re believing it too/They don’t want you to know that Moses Hess’s Rome and Jerusalem set the tone, they are research silencers/A Zionist rabbinate was planned in 1870 to be run by Zvi Hirsch Kalischer/They don’t want you digging for David B. Dov Baer Gordon and they’re gunning for the readers/Covering up that Moshe Leib Lilienblum and Leon Pinsker were sons of the yeshiva/Azriel Hildesheimer built settlements and Max Nordau wrote in 1907 that Jewish culture would colonize Euphrates/Modern times’ Jews, idolize them greatly/Judaize the region, no masjids in Sham and no rosaries in Sumeria/ Freemasonic Jew Adolphe Crémieux gave his brethren a test run as settlers, with the Crémieux Decree in Algeria/Driven by the rewritten and forged “Torah”, Israel’s a kingdom of destruction/And now, these hateful followers of Soloveitchik and Schneerson are sneering with their threats as they keep their fingers on the button/

HOOK
How many nukes does it take to make an empty earth?
500 at Dimona, Zion’s hate’s a deadly curse
Sampson Option online, they say it already works
For that goyim blood, these devils got a heavy thirst
Worse than a bleeding man in a pond with piranhas
Nine tenths of humanity bombed and gone to nirvana
Kehilla rule in the name of Yama their father
Moses Hess to Netanyahu, they’re Masada Marauders

Israeli nukes are the strategic pinnacle of Zionism, any dismissal of that is phony baloney/ Ben-Gurion considered them embodiments of the Jewish religion and the holy of holies/ World’s richest Jews funded it like Sonneborn, Bronfman and Schiff/Abe Feinberg brought them together, of course the lobbying stalwart was part of a plot as demonic as this/Pieces acquired by LAKAM and Mossad and they did not have a problem with robbing a bit/Enter Arnon Milchan’s Heli Trading where Ben Yahoo himself was a zealous agent, helper of Richard Smyth, a US crook/Nuclear triggers of Project Pinto have been forgotten right alongside Shapiro and Lowenthal’s NUMEC jux/Six-pointed star, four corners and two poles of the earth, it’s a hell of an omen/Nuclear, hydrogen or neutron bomb genocide, legacy of Oppenheimer, Teller and Cohen/

REPEAT HOOK

Enemy Jewish entity’s nuclear arsenal is a global threat, it isn’t a tiny one/“Tel Aviv” strongly plotted to nuke Syria in seventy-three and hit Iraq with it in ninety-one/Today the Judaics want to eviscerate the Iranian nation in the way from the Book of Esther, that’s the bare-killing path of Zion/They could plant a suitcase in Kurdish Persia or launch a raid from their airfield in Azerbaijan/Pass through Bab el-Mandeb in their German subs and shoot torpedoes then all is kablooey/But Yemen’s resisting, now you get why they wage war on the Houthis?/Scheming is the essence of these devious Ashkenazis/Moshe Yaalon said that he wants to teach the Islamic Republic the lesson of Hiroshima and Nagasaki/Evil incarnate, so we have to shut these nuts Jews down/or they’ll merge Samson and Masada with a mushroom cloud/

REPEAT HOOK

All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Slay The Sufyani
Slay The Sufyani

___—Madd Cold—___

Told y’all that these fanatics Ain’t No Damn Moujahideen but you
kept on sticking to your misfit analysis/Blaming the rise of ISIS and Nusra on “blowback”, hold that and choke bad like trying to
breathe deep through a smokestack, it’s just another symptom of your liberal paralysis/They are pawns in a global game and you know the name of their controllers mang but you don’t wanna say it, your reputation is obliterated and there ain’t no way that you can fix it or salvage it/Fronting hard like you stand up to Zio-Imperialism and hit it with some vociferous challenges/You can stop pretending you’re valorous/like every bit of your intentions are encrypted with gallantness/While subtly defending Takfiris and their cult, when it comes to Iraqis, Lebanese and Syrians whose babies died in Israeli-sponsored terrorists’ deleterious tumult, humanity apparently gets mixed in with indifference and callousness/You hypocrites are the definition of what blistering malice is/And we see through the duplicity you snitches are balancing/Yeah, “solidarity” my foot, that’s hilarity, you mooks, are the goons of George Soros, and your NGO-Human-Rights-Industrial-Complex hoards more notes as you sip from his chalices/Essentially, what you are is jesters giving criticism considered legitimate by the system but never critical enough to trigger demolitions of their ridiculous palaces/DAMN, BLAM, let me set the record straight/ Takfirism isn’t a result of abysmal policy, it IS the policy the Empire uses to, bring death and devastate/any state or movement, small-time or heavyweight included, who don’t tow the line on what the men of mayhem running the hegemon say/So there’s the Gulf tyrants giving the funds/“Revolution” narrative the Jewish Media scripted and spun/French, Americans and Brits delivering limitless guns/Total Turkish and Israeli support, that’s where the intelligence and logistics are from/And that’s how Sufyani rose, the Yahoudi Lobby’s own, anyone who tells you otherwise, nevermind ‘em, their fiction is done/

HOOK
Sufyani Slayer, you can add it to my resume
Good against evil, we are battling for better days
This struggle is to stop the ravagers at Heaven’s gates
And to declare we won’t be shattered by the devils’ ways
Slay the Sufyani, kill Gog and Magog
I’m gonna slay the Sufyani, kill Gog and Magog
I’m gonna slay the Sufyani, kill Gog and Magog
This Charter of Harm, must be struck with the Sword of ALLAH (SWT)

Imam Ali warned us about the “owners of the state” who are waving black flags/They are not soldiers but ingrates and their hate is that bad/Spiritually weak but merciless in their strategies/They disregard all covenants they sign, they are guzzlers of wine, they are lovers of the swine, there’s assertiveness in their blasphemy/Quoting the Qur’an with perfectness but don’t understand a single word of it, it’s a travesty/Got names like Abou So-and-So and Abou Such-and-Such, bunch of muck, lineage is ambiguous and they differ in the religion ‘till they’re tearing each other’s ligaments, this is accursedness and it’s savagery/ Many possess unwinding hair like women and the rest have an unkempt condition, they’re a flock of mops/They claim they’re with the truth, but we know very well that they are not the haqq/Imam Ali warned us with the knowledge he acquired right from the Holy Prophet’s crops/Da3esh is not Islamic, Da3esh is Sufyani, anyone who tells you otherwise, nevermind ‘em, ‘cause this fallacy has got to stop/As tyrannical as Sufyani is, it is just one of the Zionist Machine’s cogs, it’s a dog/of the NATO-Judaic consortium of rapists and matrix-makers, Gog and Magog/Holy Prophet told us when they were released their thirst would be a burden and their first of drinks would be water from the Galilee/Nothing would hold ‘em, not the angels, not the jinn, not the borders of reality/Do you feel the Talmudic scheme crumbling? Halakhic dream fumbling, you’re bugging out, phantasmagoria is slipping/Your Kabbalistically-derived supremacist euphoria is dipping/Thought that you were sorry, you’re about to be sorrier, just listen/We know your secret origins Ashkenazis, history lied when it said Khazaria was finished/Broke out of Alexander’s Derbent in Al-Dagestan/Stole the Holy Land, now your rabid crime wave, from your Palestine base extends to corpses in Washington, graves in Dimashq, and hearses in Islamabad/New Kagans wanna rule but my Zulfiqar Mic-Sword begs to differ/They call me El Beired The Ripper/And for Islam, I will make Sufyani, Ya3jouj and Ma3jouj meet Al-Ja7annam’s dead and headless drifters/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.
Track Name: Dead The Dajjal
Dead The Dajjal

___—Madd Cold—___

Rasoulallah’s prophecy about Dajjal wasn’t merely about a
sinister individual, no/The one-eyed deceiver he spoke of was a
system of sinful criminals, so/Your viewpoint is roasted into char, not
a trope of canard to point out that Jews run the banks/All sectors you wanna rank: media, fashion, sports and entertainment/Plus policy circles where wars are in the making/Israel dominates the Congress and the Pentagon’s influence/Do I gotta spell it out? Fine, I’ll yell it out, Dajjalic conspiracy’s global and the upper echelon is Jewish/9/11 and World War Two are the main tools they utilize to silence discussion/So I am just gonna decry it in public, ‘cause I will not succumb to the wicked/How can I deny your “Holocaust” when there wasn’t one to begin with?/

HOOK
I don’t care how you do
I will not bow to you
Go ahead and take my life
You will not erase my light
No matter what you scum will say
I will not ever run away
We will march on ahead
‘Till Al-Dajjal is dead

On controlled opposition, the Qur’an highlights the trend/These agents of Shaytan, they come to us from our right as friends/All these “pro-Palestine” Jews, Al-Dajjal made and deployed ‘em/Why you think Phil Weiss still likes to label you goyim?/Blind Muslims thinking that this rat’s true and pure/Brazenly anti-Gentile and even worse than him is Max Blumenthal/Son of “elite” Jews but fronts hard like a starving artist who gets less pay/Goes to Zaatari to parrot warmonger hasbara for the FSA/Said that Assad used chemical weapons without any evidence, echoing the media that he claims to oppose/And never does he ever mention the name of Yinon/Redirects the narrative and gets y’all to do a nice dance/Claims anti-Zionism but thinks the resistant Syrian Arab Republic makes the Jewish usurpers look like “human rights champs”/His words, not mine, and if this doesn’t make you sick/Then you may have flipped/And the wires in your brain have tripped/This is how Dajjal infiltrates a struggle as great as this and then makes it split/There’s a reason this heathen backs the fanatics attacking Syria’s state/He’s a Jewish subverter just like his father Sidney, a monster really who on Hillary’s behalf recruited Takfiris that left Libya raped/And he tried to pocket lots of “reconstruction” dollars from the NATO bombardment/But his son is gonna rescue Palestine? Beyond foolish to believe he’ll liberate you from darkness/Dajjal’s deception on full display and its fatal/Hypocrites, backstabbers and Crypto-Zionists, in a masquerade as your angels/

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Dajjal wants you speaking with his lexicon so you live in fear of the Jew/Say “apartheid regime” instead of “death to Israel”, Dajjal wants the cancer to appear as a flu/Militancy dies and the discourse becomes no-souled and less derisive/Fascist? Please, you don’t even know the definition/So damn tired of this hopeless repetition/It’s time to give you a simple but potent exposition/Not swastikas but Jewish stars on Zionism’s jets, flags, tanks and subs/Not Hitler and Himmler but Weizmann and Moshe Dayan whose names are loved/Not “Nazis”, they’re Talmudic demon scum/following rabbis completely and it ain’t Mein Kampf that they’re reading from/Call things exactly as they are and Al-Dajjal’s power will be reduced to degrees of none/

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All lyrics are the copyrighted intellectual property of Jonathan Azaziah a.k.a. Madd Cold.