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- Death March 歌詞 Virtuoso Jedi Mind Tricks Esoteric
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- Esoteric Death March 歌詞
- Virtuoso Jedi Mind Tricks Esoteric
- Im omnipotent
You claim to win battles
So when the beat starts
Ill punch the tree bark
And pass the chainsaw to a heart
Severing every animal
Im doing dirt like earthworms
Im sick and original
Boy I gave birth to the first germs
I spit the acetate
To make your lips evaporate
The Master Ape
Bare hands will decapitate and bash your face
Pass the eight sack of shake
Twisted in plasma tape
I came for yall through the castle gate
I come across a substance yet I couldnt lacerate
Virtuoso is an unidentified flying object to make your space shuttle
So while you drunks look for a hook and saying pass the bait
Telling 7L to scratch a plate
In due for respect I slap your face
Ask to make my specs Im a tackle ya
Youre a neck and Im Dracula
Have *** in the back of a black Lex or an Acura
Met with the Jedi Mind Tricks
We rhyme sick and side for dime chicks
Ill strangle you use my same hands to give you the Heimlich
So you can live to face more punishment from my divine lips
Jus Allah prays on the minds of the young
Silencing the devil that speaks with forked tongue
Taste my blade sharpness
Ranked in no class like Marxist
The heartless
Rise out of darkness
Im the last head you should ever try to **** with
Be the next member in the cast of my snuffed vics
Rough **** dont even attempt sleeping
At war with the demons that live in infernal regions
Spawned from eternal semen bred flesh predators
Wings of the arms when you heels like Pegasus
Grabbing your leg so you live to the heavenless
Drop this prejudice and follow me to Exodus
We ravenous
Exhume the tomb of Lazarus
You blasphemous
We bring war to pacifists
Tarantulas burn flesh like a nine glock
Your mind stops from nine of my divine shots
Is fine for a killer to run
Swing from vines and rhyme like Atilla The Hun
Bring the gun your tongue is what Im slicing
We slap tracks and attack like M Bison
Ilohem **** the pagans we mark them
And take turns to burn religious doctrines
Concoctions of pain hits from eight angles
Locked in the brain to lacerate ankles
Yo I rip mics stick lames
Wreck nights spit flames
Lead pipes split frames
Kid aint **** changed
Act trife
I grab the mic and bag your wife
Sacrifice you twice
************ in after life
Decimate your paradise
Burn tracks like thermostats
My personal attacks snap back to murder cats
I might advise
You type of guys should revitalize
Your man power I sabotage the fire flys
With a **** rhyme
Take control of your soul
Grab a fourty fo for the pos
Get your broken nose
Opponents go to shows
Now they know their robes damn hoes that fold my clohtes
I bark at these mark emcees park and freeze
My world hypothesis
Kill beasts like heart disease
Man please
You can never **** with the Eso-teridactyl
My rap skills will thrash you
************
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