Mahatma Crowley - Hidden Hand - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

21.06.2015

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[Intro] Sheeple, herd the feeble to the steeple Deliver us to evil, make them fear the people [Verse 1] Through the years of hate and fear Wasted tears for the end so near They act sincere, but adhere To engineer a world they domineer Why do I see things so clear? Why do I hold things so dear? When’s my time to rise from here? And find my way off this sphere? I told these motherfuckers keep the fuck up out my life You fucking up my shine yo this light is mine Fates intertwined look for death until I die Rewind the skies Lord of the Flies at the dawn of this grind Doc slop on the chop block FEMA Camps we all fucked Let’s fuck up the time clock That fake shit we all mock Volume up, this shit knocks The whole world on my jock One way from the top spot That’s down if I don't rock If I don't pop they’ll call flop But I won’t stop ’til nitrous ox Tops the plots that I got's And blot clots pop from allotted thoughts In all my spots time is not Space is a place not a race to chase Embrace the pace or brace for a place where your fates erased by the Occultist turned rapper Dapper, yapper, cracker Splatter chatter on a platter Scatter all this dark matter Shatter jibber jabber from you trapper whippersnappers Waitin’ on ya hit, batter batter batter Waitin’ on my death When’s it gonna happen Will it even matter? Do we even matter? My life has value What does yours mean to you? [Bridge] Money is power and power corrupts I'm tryna get a dollar to see how I hold up So when I sell out and get poppy abrupt Just know I used to give a fuck What what what what RAAA [Outro] Welcome to The Illusion Empire CROWLEY Behold the Mark…
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