defense against the world
It's a thorough knowledge of it
I'm nobody's child, I was raised by eagles
I took to the sky, to scope them signals
with these sinister songs
On a full moon, black magic scent
hit you dead in your chest
Evil women, try to bring me down
Cause I get more wretches
On my own terms, it's how I done it
I brung wool, line em up and run it,
In the drum, this whole fuckin' game
Immortal Albums, I'm the rapture
I snatch you, your soul get captured,
At the lodge, tattooed born,
about to get this collage
The first ven geance, I keep it active
No holiday, when you got that traffic,
Cuz so blast, boy I'm loyal to the trap
Jumper wears a glass, pop gas
Is that the shit or is mine?
Tune in to, the setting is remote
But it gets to you, undisclosed
I stream my service, I be jumpin' sick
Form informants, I'm a nightmare
Glad we never met, I disobeyed it
Got him walking like zombies
The spectacle of fearsome acts
I cut off his head, stick it on a pike,
so all in the streets can see.
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