DARK TALES LYRICS
Intro, Skim Basegod
Tag: Dim 7 studios
Yeah, skim Basegod, the black magic priest motherf, bih, ye
Verse 1,Skim Basegod
Gas chambers in my chest how I concentrate
Commemorate this rhyme as I penetrate through your mind
And redesign while reading sounds and breeding nouns
And time will tell like jaden's head in a motherfucking coin toss
The source is on course with the hopes of the flaws
I’m talkin 'bout nature the law of master the pastor the crazy ass Nigga he a hard motherfucker, He formed this crew called black magic pastors
They reign in Supreme i know we haunting your dream
The sight is obscene
Bitch I’m cracking these codes while catching these colds
In love with sword I’m always in the cut like a sore on the Veejay
And not to be cliche but I’m not a specie
Deceiving the decent with shit that would present
The vengeance dependent on brains of the masses
The power the devil the infants in cradles
The halo is falling the orthodox calling
If Seth was a God I believe in rolling
Intro, Lyrical kas
You good kaybsmash? Kas lyrical world check out my excerpts, iys about to get lyrical
Soul
Verse 2,Lyrical Kas
Welcome to the black world shit is so different
Tryna find your place in the sun but hell freezes
Society is your university of life
Am the one to make it when everyone is unwise
Time for a change as i carry all the mess that i made
Tryna be the G. O. A. T figure that's the main aim
And leave you with the stuck-song syndrome in your brain
Open up and do away the subconscious mind
And live a life you never lived to get what you want
No you can't be the victim to the rules you abide
The time is reap you can get up and feel alive
And try to find your self when you're digging up inside
So i spit my flows
Knock you out like am Weather
Elevate my rhymes 'cause am tryna get the paper
I leave your rapper grinning hard like he's Joker
Most high with bars but am clear-headed sober
And i cut you off like a foreskin to my boonga
Make a dream a reality like am kruger
This is what you see it ain't no feeling like its faith
Keep your finger on the pulse and dodge a bullet for your head nigga
Pbow!!!
Intro, TriBert
Yeah
Its TriBert, listen
Verse 3,TriBert
Media brought identity crisis
"I'm only human," they got you praising your vices
Go to school ,get a job but you still a slave
Getting paid,over-worked and they increasing the taxes
No lie the world is getting scarier
When pointing out wrongs is defamation of character
Religion choosing to fight for no reason
Deceiving your thoughts Fabricating the truth in attempt of controlling your vision
They keep getting richer
And you getting poorer
And it's part of the system they want you playing the victim
The food is over processed,sickness without any meds
Prophets are after profits getting richer at your expense, yeah
Listen
Only a few can speak the truth It's even hard to listen to
The government controls the news
For riots they wanna use the youths
The people blind they got no clue
I'm spitting facts I'm telling you,this life's one hell of big lie
They say you too blind so open your third eye
Stay woke they overriding your weak mind
Protect your soul 'cause this game was pre-designed
Intro, Skim Basegod
Tag: Dim 7 studios
Yeah, skim Basegod, the black magic priest motherf, bih, ye
Verse 1,Skim Basegod
Gas chambers in my chest how I concentrate
Commemorate this rhyme as I penetrate through your mind
And redesign while reading sounds and breeding nouns
And time will tell like jaden's head in a motherfucking coin toss
The source is on course with the hopes of the flaws
I’m talkin 'bout nature the law of master the pastor the crazy ass Nigga he a hard motherfucker, He formed this crew called black magic pastors
They reign in Supreme i know we haunting your dream
The sight is obscene
Bitch I’m cracking these codes while catching these colds
In love with sword I’m always in the cut like a sore on the Veejay
And not to be cliche but I’m not a specie
Deceiving the decent with shit that would present
The vengeance dependent on brains of the masses
The power the devil the infants in cradles
The halo is falling the orthodox calling
If Seth was a God I believe in rolling
Intro, Lyrical kas
You good kaybsmash? Kas lyrical world check out my excerpts, iys about to get lyrical
Soul
Verse 2,Lyrical Kas
Welcome to the black world shit is so different
Tryna find your place in the sun but hell freezes
Society is your university of life
Am the one to make it when everyone is unwise
Time for a change as i carry all the mess that i made
Tryna be the G. O. A. T figure that's the main aim
And leave you with the stuck-song syndrome in your brain
Open up and do away the subconscious mind
And live a life you never lived to get what you want
No you can't be the victim to the rules you abide
The time is reap you can get up and feel alive
And try to find your self when you're digging up inside
So i spit my flows
Knock you out like am Weather
Elevate my rhymes 'cause am tryna get the paper
I leave your rapper grinning hard like he's Joker
Most high with bars but am clear-headed sober
And i cut you off like a foreskin to my boonga
Make a dream a reality like am kruger
This is what you see it ain't no feeling like its faith
Keep your finger on the pulse and dodge a bullet for your head nigga
Pbow!!!
Intro, TriBert
Yeah
Its TriBert, listen
Verse 3,TriBert
Media brought identity crisis
"I'm only human," they got you praising your vices
Go to school ,get a job but you still a slave
Getting paid,over-worked and they increasing the taxes
No lie the world is getting scarier
When pointing out wrongs is defamation of character
Religion choosing to fight for no reason
Deceiving your thoughts Fabricating the truth in attempt of controlling your vision
They keep getting richer
And you getting poorer
And it's part of the system they want you playing the victim
The food is over processed,sickness without any meds
Prophets are after profits getting richer at your expense, yeah
Listen
Only a few can speak the truth It's even hard to listen to
The government controls the news
For riots they wanna use the youths
The people blind they got no clue
I'm spitting facts I'm telling you,this life's one hell of big lie
They say you too blind so open your third eye
Stay woke they overriding your weak mind
Protect your soul 'cause this game was pre-designed
( Lyrical kas )
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