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brahman - sacral age/kill rama lyrics

[intro]
[unknown speaker 1]
“woe to you oh earth and sea. for the devil sends the beast with wrath.. because he knows that time is short.”
“let him who hath understand thee reckon the number of the beast.”
“for it is a human, its number is six hundred and sixty+six.”

[segue]
wake up brahman
+clearing throat+
+laughter+
ah nah
ah, brahman
brahman (x2)

[verse 1]
don’t talk to me
you a stupid motherf+cker
don’t walk with me
you a corny motherf+cker
can’t rock with me
you a sneaky motherf+cker
ill sock ya t++th
got glocks and reef
got a c+ck to feed to yo’ b+tch
n+gga come stop to see this sh+t hit
shawty give me top
the seed from this d+ck
grow into a tree an’ hang ya up quick
slow it when ya breathe and watch it
lets kick
snap like ya neck the sound is so sick
lock hands and around the trunk
the kids skip
singin’ songs of love and singin’ songs of me
bringin’ gasoline and three bongs of weed
so when i light the bowl
kids light the roots
and i light some more
flame burn your boots
snap it through this sh+t burn yo’ trues
now i’m high as f+ck
and b+tch so are you
[verse 2]
k!llin’ motherf+ckers cause i wanna
you n+ggas in my sh+t and i shouldn’t move to bahamas
got a pretty b+tch and she tryin’ to go to the sauna
talking bout her last man burn wit’ a goner
its history
the way it hurts to read
cause you a b+tch to me
and that hurts for free
lookin’ p+ssed to me
that’s the worst to be
cause your mom ain’t come in on the first to see
a pile of bullsh+t that she calls son
the week all done
like no more days
and no more time
and no more ‘yay’
and no more lies
and no more signs
cause you done
a stun+gun to your front (front)
b+tch n+gga take yo’ seat
can’t run (run) on the sun (sun)
incinerate your feet
b+tch n+gga on that ‘nah nah, yah yah’
n+gga i’m right
like 666
stick this d+ck into yo’ b+tch tights
right quick gotta sink a bullet to your head
[outro] + (distorted voice; possibly unknown speaker)
(?) bullet in your head
right quick, right quick n+gga
bullet in ya head
right quick, right quick n+gga
(?) bullets in yo head
right quick, right quick n+gga
(?) bullets in yo head
(distorted voice mimicking gunshots)

[unknown speaker 1]
“your job is simple. find rama and k!ll him where he stands.”

[brahman]
“yeah, yeah, yeah i got you.”

- brahman lyrics

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