[Lyric] Ingredients (King Mizo (FKA Unknown Mizery))

Branded beef, the blood is fake
Split the cabbage for the cheese, feed me grapes
Lucky rabbit with no feet
In outer space
(im floating)
Death in thee ingredients
Loaded diets
Nothing sweet inside the science of violence
The food is eating them
The medula leaking stems
The beacons blem
And dim as day
Sleeping through the rain
Addicted to the sugar like its cane
Juts like its name
Packaged karma, for a dollar sign
The seasoning
Thе flavour
The smell of death whеn grills blaze up
So wake up
The advanced race

Still in Last place that we

The advanced race

Still in Last place that we

The finish lines coming up+
The thing is, we running up+
With trigger fingers we made, trigger fingers that point at us+
Cuz we dumb enough+ we been numb enuff+
Now its to feel again

Burn it down, like the incense
A better me, thats the intent>

Id mediate, but don't remember, ..
When I do, I say i'll go and do it later..
Something like a procastinator..

Pro fessional, no time to wait
I say wake up

Wake up
Day break
With lotus pose
My intentions
And heaven knows

Try and hold on to a memory
Scattered thought ways
And tatted hallways

(all day)

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Death in thee ingredients

Death in the ingredient

Not opressed we disobedient

Micro dose, we relieving it

Untie the rope, we feeling deviant

Death in thee ingredients

Not oppressed

We disobedient

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Medicine cabinets<
<>>with suicide notes in the capsules

Stay lit, lead the passage<
<>like theres a ghosts in the candle

The reaper come with bad habits
>cuz em loose, crack em shackles

>to our own^ self destruction, >we be<> add-dicts
But that ain't free range
Bro this is free game

They playing middle man...

Farmer, consumer
There should be no middle hand

Support the little man…


Dead people
Dead people
Wouldn't know if they just ate pig or some dead people


Death in thee ingredients

Not opressed we disobedient

Death in thee ingredients

Not opressed we disobedient