The Circle Of Tyrants - South Of Heaven | Текст песни

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[NECRO CHORUS]
The flow is south of Heaven,
Satanic underground [rip] metal rap,
Progressive verbal shredding,
South of Heaven, street ish, you know the steelo,
I'll be st@bbin' you in the jugular vein of your neck,
Like Pesci in the beginning of "Casino".
[MR. HYDE]
I got a bad blood fetish, split open your lettuce,
Then bust through your whole crew, like Jerome Bettis,
The police dread us, we're sick and elusive,
And put massacres on the Channel 2 News clip,
Don't you slip, the Tyrants are waiting,
For your downfall to shove many blades in,
Straight up degrading, spittin' the hardest,
ish you ever heard, turn you into a carcass,
Marksman handguns lickin' at random,
Empty out a clip then dip like a phantom,
The circle of serpents, villains you worship,
We're hexxing the Earth with curses in verses,
Ain't no stoppin' the doctrine of [rip],
I'm shockin' like rockin' an ox in your neck,
On the prowl stalkin', patiently hawkin',
Sittin' on your couch, waitin' for you to walk in,
Ambush attack with an axe in your back,
Drippin' red like a strawberry dackery, black,
I'll carve my name in a slain victim,
Sluts I abduct get !!ed and drip cum,
Change up the flow, k!ll every hoe slow,
Hang around [rip] like Brendon Lee's "Crow",
The Tyrants taint your headsets with [rip],
Bleed CD's and[..] your tapedecks.
[NECRO CHORUS]

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