Slug Christ - This Shit Can't Be Real | Текст песни

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• Slug Christ
• This Shit Can't Be Real

noninomo genocide fuckin flow
killin em killin em
killin em black mask death
krillin em destructo disk to the neck
gifted with options i pull out the sausage and bitches begin to beg
woah
tell the basic ones sorry i'm gay
but keep the 8 plusses in fuckin rota
piss on a canvas and sell it for a k
cop a zip from silk and use the rest for ye
scream fo yo bitch as my sword hits yo neck
just beheaded this fuck boy no sweat
ultima weapon on deck
unleash that omnislash on to yo set
bet
cut em
fucked like a whore on the back of a yacht
when this finger keeps poppin the brains out yo noggin
i swear that i'm sorry you left me no option
but there's always answers for problems

i swear to god there's gotta be another way (fuck 12)
i can't exist in this realm my vibes are losing grace (sippin while killin)

roll up the trees before slug loses peace
transcending space looking for something free
eternity will fulfill my needs
the cycle will cycle and death will then breed

i swear to god i'm dreaming this shit can't be real

to achieve a state of ascended enlightenment through extreme periods of isolation

I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...
I SWEAR TO GOD IM DREAMING THIS SHIT CANT BE REAL
this shit cant be real...