Seeds Of Hate
Godfather Don
01.01.1997
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[Verse 1: Godfather Don]
Seeds of Hate
Sick thoughts
Criminal in nature
Insanity phasia
Razor, blade, that slay ya
Major amount
Profound defacer
Eraser, Schwarzeneggar
Cormega leather feather
Catch ya, lock down
Mount to stretcher
Slash
Black mask showing the peepers
Midnight freaker
Late night creeper
Eureka! See your face like Tia
Carrera, Herrera, Ice, DKNY
Decayed in my
Stash house
Splash blouse
Til I crash out
Wall to wall Polyurethane acetate
Probably more insane
Decapitate!
I watch the blood coagulate
The matter breaks down
A slow process
You go topless
Mental rehabilitation shows me no process
I gets ill on the vig terror shit
Illiterate
Never conceal a clip
Knive guerilla tricks
To seal your lips
Sessions are harsher than torture
Principally styled
Splitting my enemies foul
Letting the enemies pile
Wettin with hennessey now
I'm bent up
Chemically laced up
Straight up
In the face nut
Connect and spray nuts
Copycat stalker
Break off arms and
Bomb calm
Trauma
J. Dahmer
Slay mamas
With the grey llama
[Hook: Godfather Don & satanic alter ego]
I grow sick, these seeds of hate get iller
No love above below from blood to thug killer
Please....You can't stop, what can't be stopped
Lyrically deranged, bust strange, so niggas get dropped
[Verse 2: Godfather Don]
Refined equestrian
Until the dime lets me in
Your breath be in my hands
If you test me in a jam...
I'm deadly and cold-faced
Like Austria
Black blood sip
On my thoughts be a force
That force me to talk
To gory remains
Courts see the pain like smashed glasses
My math slashes
Trash asses
Massive flames for fast ashes
The slasher....dasher....
Here comes the sirens and high beams
My lean cadaver sheens like afros
With a cracked nose & spleen
Scenes seem like dreams untouched
Green on the body checkpoints
Thoughout the city cops be holding shotties
Waitin, debatin, saying
I work for satan
True lies, crew dies
Wide like eyes dyed with blue lye [?]
Now you knew I !
Was about to snap
And you didn't act
Now tracks of my maximum
Carnage, Alarmin
Makin me peel back
Attack women like a monster
No armor
Protects neck receptor
No extra blessed skill for honor
Unabomber, pursuing drama
Worldwide with girls signed up
Emergency lined up
Two in nevada
Few in Da gadda(?) emergency
Cops stake out a lotta work for me
I'm jerkin (?) 3 at night
Treat ya like currency
Swerves of murder sprees
The nerves of D's
They put the word on me
Purposely
And now
I bet you heard of me
Worse than purgatory
Yeah, Word to me!
[Hook: Godfather Don & satanic alter ego]
I grow sick, these seeds of hate get iller
No love above below from blood to thug killer
Please....you can't stop, what can't be stopped
Lyrically deranged, bust strange, so niggas get dropped
Repeat 2x
[Verse 3: Godfather Don]
It's madness
Somebody help me
I can't stop it
Full of chocolate thai
Victim's locket lies in my pocket
I designed your death
To look atrocious
Every minute detail is my focus
Leave my calling card
A pink crocus
The same knife my man jammed in commando
Matrix sadist philanthropist
Enlist the crisp ammo
The Xano
Runs thru my veins
To soothe my pain
I had the super's name
After I had this fucking trooper slain
He got too close for comfort
My work is sacred
A nine day banquet
Two days later
Found them kind of naked
A mind of hatred confused, rationale
Dual wild foul schizophrenic
That gets demented in the true style
Immersed, perverse
My birth was my first curse
At worst
I gotta curse [?] & bury the nurse
Under a ton of dirt
I lurk around town....
Towards the sound of techno
The dread knows
To catch hoes
In they best clothes at expo
The stress grows
I let their legs glow
They let the legs show
This sweet mama
Negrophaguous pellegro
I dead slow
The neck grows flaccid
Body covered in [?]
Pull out the plastic
Bastard cadaver
Broke it down with acid
Tragic anonymous
Promises
To put a stop to this
You get crushed
By the hands of the [?]
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