#Becomethedead

creeping in your thoughts whispering to your subconscious mind. Murda Muzik for your sorcery and attack with magic in these rimes. controlling the thoughts in your mind, let out the rage it's confined. wait for the pain it's sublime. only way to know your alive. that's why they call it survival, and wrote them scriptures in Bible's. Christen your neck with the bottle, this vessel's feeble not viable. Hold contempt now your liable yes keep on hating get volatile. Load up them thangs and be vigilant, now let it click and obey my child. keep em sick Munchausen, pill seaking death by the thousands. outlandish Noland we bow to none, Until the day we return to one. New legion has come, given dominion under the sun, and in the reflection thereof and all that light does not touch. become the dead if you fuck with us, replace the flesh in your head with led from the buck. Ithicka 36 deliver the judgement for sins, zig Sawyer Mac 10, 45 dae woo to your chin. won't leave a wound, fuck with Grimm, evicting yourself from the body, your soul is lost as taxation. dig through your chest excavation, smoke up your lungs in my blunt, I'm like eat your heart out Satan.