[Intro: Nightbreed]
An army of darkness realizes
To blast your eardrums out 'till they're bleeding all over the fucking room
Nightbreed on some Hail Satan shit!
[Verse 1: AA]
[?] Double A's spittin, man, that has to be drastic
'Cuz when I pick up the mic, I spit battery acid
You had to be plastic, I'm having the action
And I look into your soul with haziness passion
Reactions from blasting your skull in the fractions
I mastered the art and I'm snatchin' the whack shit
Hack shit, and then rearrange it
I don't really like they keep stickin' to the same shit
From the O-D-D to the D-A-C
To the D-E-L-E-T-E-D
If you ain't down with Skeet, you ain't down with me
And if you are [?], stop pounding me
'Cuz I ain't got no money, I ain't got no rights
And if you know how it feels saying "FUCK THIS LIFE!!!"
He'll be funny in this clip, he's sick and tired
Everybody, load the clip and spit that fire
[Chorus: AA]
Everybody asks like they know how to bust
But when they [?] said "[?] look so tough"
You can't stop a proxy that's sick in the dome
We'll just murder all you boys and leave you there all alone
[Verse 2: Skeet Rezz]
Searched for 11 years wide indeed
(TO BE CONTINUED)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Killing people for the fun and now using guns
The hard [?] motherfucking straight through their lungs
Have them coughin' up blood layin' on the ground
You don't like us (hah!) But this is the sound
An army of darkness realizes
To blast your eardrums out 'till they're bleeding all over the fucking room
Nightbreed on some Hail Satan shit!
[Verse 1: AA]
[?] Double A's spittin, man, that has to be drastic
'Cuz when I pick up the mic, I spit battery acid
You had to be plastic, I'm having the action
And I look into your soul with haziness passion
Reactions from blasting your skull in the fractions
I mastered the art and I'm snatchin' the whack shit
Hack shit, and then rearrange it
I don't really like they keep stickin' to the same shit
From the O-D-D to the D-A-C
To the D-E-L-E-T-E-D
If you ain't down with Skeet, you ain't down with me
And if you are [?], stop pounding me
'Cuz I ain't got no money, I ain't got no rights
And if you know how it feels saying "FUCK THIS LIFE!!!"
He'll be funny in this clip, he's sick and tired
Everybody, load the clip and spit that fire
[Chorus: AA]
Everybody asks like they know how to bust
But when they [?] said "[?] look so tough"
You can't stop a proxy that's sick in the dome
We'll just murder all you boys and leave you there all alone
[Verse 2: Skeet Rezz]
Searched for 11 years wide indeed
(TO BE CONTINUED)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Killing people for the fun and now using guns
The hard [?] motherfucking straight through their lungs
Have them coughin' up blood layin' on the ground
You don't like us (hah!) But this is the sound
( Deleted Souls )
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