c.j. brookes king anubis (the vessel) şarkı sözleri

King Anubis (The Vessel): Nigga, this is King Anubis and I am your spirit guide You can paint me as evil as you think you know me but can't deny I'm the voice that you hear inside Close your eyes fore your time has come, you can tell when the church bells ring I can take you where the crawdads sing What I can't do is show up on Judgement day empty handed so your soul is the offer that I shall bring You're supposed to walk with me to the other side But you've chosen to run, so now it's do or die Riddle me this, a simple question just to prod How the f*ck do you plan to escape from a god Now spell it backwards and you'll see me, I'm the truth You can't duck me - muthafucka', I'll pluck you up like a goose Better believe that the noose ain't loose I'm off the wall, kill em all nigga - 'cause I got the juice My shadow is my truest form A milli in my lifetime, I celebrate my newest born We're all around you, you're fully surrounded Your fate's already written, it's the story you're bound in Is the weight of the world heavy among the deceased Feeding the soil for those who walk without signing the lease Required to use the flesh in place of will even when it's weak Day after day, night after last before the sun we seek No ethics in a world made of dollars and cents Just greed, war and famine with unholy expense The blood on the leaves is the same that pumps in the veins in my sleeves The force awakens with no chance of reprieve And I curate the parts to recreate an arch That would put Noah to shame as I restart the heart To spark up the art, give life to flame And let the blaze pull you down to where I've called your name Busted open is the crimson mask that spills your pain The bell has tolled on all the lies that once flowed through your veins You're 'bouta enter an unholy session, no discretion The hills have eyes, don't be surprised Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Rolled out the blood red carpet for your last walk Open your ears and listen for the last call The sands have fallen to the lower half, your time has passed The breath you take will be your last, eternity judged by your past I am not the devil, but I can be Chant a sacred language that you can't speak Serve as the drug in which you'll be granted relief Or spike what excites you and hand you your release Grant subconscious relief to the plight of man Ask no questions and swallow the contraband Then crossover dimensions and fall to land Bow your head, kiss the feet of a higher plan Niggas can't afford life, so it's no surprise That's it's cheaper to die than be locked inside Reap the soul from within and then call it pride It's the devil so I've heard he's easy to find Some tread onto darkness and pay no mind Others walk in the light and still become blind It don't matter, it's all a shame 'cause both sides of humanity are simply living lives of crime But guess what, that's the duty of the streets To an all-seeing being it's the beauty of the beast With the only true pleasure being booty in the sheets 'Cause not everybody gets a chance to have eternal peace Busted open is the crimson mask that spills your pain The bell has tolled on all the lies that once flowed through your veins You're 'bouta enter an unholy session, no discretion The hills have eyes, don't be surprised Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt Hunt
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