God Roza - RAPTURE | Текст песни

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VERSE 1:
Shut em down,
With the sound
Of a round,
Don’t fuck around.
Stand your ground if you got that heater to your head.
All they found was lead, all they found was lead.
I couldn’t see shit, all I saw was red,
All I smelt was death.
I hit my niggas with that raw shit,
They like aww shit,
Execution double nine style,
Lord made me a monsta.
Lord made me an offer
If I kill them they become martyrs.
Its that six six six,
Slick sick stick,
In your shit.
And I'm aiming for your chakras,
Your pain sounds like mantra.
Bludgeoning while I'm summoning Solomon the King, let him breath,
All his legions let him bring,
Carry out your out your soul to depth to no divinity.

HOOK:
There’s nothing wrong with murder x4

VERSE 2:
Redrum,
When it come, better run, better duck, before its to late.
Disconnect your thoughts from your neck like El Chapo.
All that gansta talk I don’t really hablo.
Descendants of thee Diablo.
I don’t recommend you follow,
But its hard mother fucker to swallow.
Men are so ignorant, they just ignore it.
It’ll leave your dome bust open and hallow.
Need no backbiting, bitch don’t ask for me,
Entities that blasphemy.
I cast on thee,
Everything unholy
Every gun that's holy.
I bleed for thee,
See and speak for he,
Loving animosity.
Invoke the wittiest serpent, implanting the genuine seed.
Burning bridges, parting the sea.
Don’t look back just follow me.
Frequencies with a little more key,
With a little more meaning, and little more Heem.
I think I touched your ego,
Kill em all and reload.
Me & my brethren agree that you ain't shit, and we know that’s theirs…

HOOK:
There’s nothing wrong with murder x4

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