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bedlam (horrorcore) - the four horsemen lyrics

the time draws near. earths final hour has been scripted in destiny. two
threatening figures emerge from the shroud of darkness that has blanketed the
earth. does the world survive the terrifying destiny’s as one and all lay
witness to this furious armageddon that lay on the horizon of dawn. mankind is
doomed

let me stick this bug in your brain like a y2k
shut your sh-t down millenium style worser than doomsday
and i’m the n-gga who left the gate open
and i’m the n-gga who left them body’s and them bustas smokin
n0body can live to tell the tale of a dead man
dead people ain’t the ones to be scared of in michigan
unholy n-gga livin vital with the t-tle
they runnin from my fury cuz grim reaper is my idol
on the side of the hill screamin n-ggas come out to play
i’m the top demon thats why i’m leadin the way

oh no let me start this sh-t like this b-tch
with multiple incisions tickin makin your skull split
get this b-tch out my face talkin bout the f-ckin holy bible
suicidal’s my t-tle and jeffery dahmer’s my idol
now when you look into my eyes as i metamorphisise
into demons in disguise dr. jeckel and mr hyde
cry from the cemetary where i bury the rest of the kids who do wicked
try to escape the wrath of the heartless comes when a n-gga be spendin sh-t
sinister hasan b-tch you know my name
the wicked sh-t i spit has sparked this f-ckin wall in flames b-tch

from the darkness two more infurious beings emerge with venemous intentions in
their black hearted souls. these beasts have nothing but hate ridden and
soulless expressions. the children way have witnessed this by raise the souls
of the population in fury. rustic glory has been mankinds indurance since the
begining of time. and it will be these same sins that will be the judgement of
mankinds final life

its more than a murder medly with a razorblade i’m deadly
you’re ready to get the knife im sh-tty with machette
makin v insections exorcism sections
your days are numbered f-ck countin blessings
its my profession murder weapons a smith and wesson
me and lucifer loop through the radius
with people afraid of us im f-ckin tellin ya
i’m hors-m-n affiliated torn hood balck hood
7 saginaw ciphers up to no good
runnin stupid f-ggots out the neighborhood
in the cemetary gettin bootyful like dolly
and sippin remmy ren lizzy borden suckin the hollywood
me and jack the ripper swappin hyzteria b-tches doggy style in the kitchen
-ss white from me stickin

ages fallin what i found no scriptures from a book
written by a man which makes it work just to make my predicament work
i was born into a man when i died i burst to flames
there’s no why that this fire is eternally lit inside this frame
apocolyptic thoughts to the brain for the dawn of the end
i warn you now if you hurtin better drop to your needs and make amends
and go to dinner cuz ain’t a d-mn thing gonna get better
when i strike its all over just grab the salt throw it over your shoulder
the horseman coming

since eve bit into the fruit from the tree of life mankind has been doomed to
suffer for its own eniquity. the vengeance of destiny speaks in the heart of
the final three that walk in the shroud of darkness that covers the earth no
matter the method no precaution or avoidance death is inevitable, and also its a
fact, the more you try to ward it off the more it shall come

(prozak)
no rest for the wicked bedlam 2 shots o the head for the redrum
by the flame of the 44 magnum my position body bag ’em
way past insane diggin up graves of my homies cobain
in the acid rain smokin cocaine and f-cking princess di’s brain
mack the b-tch smack the b-tch haters what we lackin
i see my d-ck fell out your mouth so let me stick it back in

(staplez)
its a medical miracle man with a scalpel in his hand
doctor clinic md diagnoses balspalsy
abortion cancer inflamed tongues and i’m flamin human lungs
brain surgery done on the fetus of baby jesus
vercose vein removal veins hang like noodles
dripping puddles of hepat-tis on my office floor

(madness)
why am i condemned to mindless m-sses so pay attention
the sentence of million closed caskets hatches
choppin up b-tches like the ditches t-tty it itches
madness masechist shootin up with the devil vicious
grabbin the head of a newborn baby puttin it back in its mother
gettin head from one twin and havin s-x with the other
purple spider veracous veins engulf the inside of her p-ssy
once its wet and mushy bedlam b-tch we out like joe c

seven unholy beasts nights of fabricating ent-ty that tells the death of power
fear evil l-st glutton greed pride and sloth. mankind can’t help but see the
pride of inevitable power, that seeks the spirit like the flames of fire
throughout time and sp-ce. the horseman have come
mankind will die

what you see? where’d it go? i think i see somethin. hahahahahahahahha

- bedlam horrorcore lyrics

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