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cult of the damned – worship lyrics

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tony broke]

look up in the sky, its a bird? its a plane?
no its tony broke falling from the clouds with the rain
ask no questions, i pick your brain
let me digest what ya manifest are sayin’
its not me, yeah you got me, like erika
i kidnap the editor and b+tch+slap the messenger
for pedaling fake news, i neck booze
and wait for these devils to make moves
im two drunken steps ahead on me last braincell
in the background, left for dead
on my abc’s in this world war z
recite the alphabet backwards walkin’ on one leg
then i switch forms like a zeisel
fallin’, crawlin’ gnawin’ through the mic cable
like a rodent with a gold tooth
speeding down the road to h+ll crashin’ thru the tollbooth [?]

[sniff]
i stay droopy with grubb
2 bad b+tches looking boujee as f+ck
uh, never go bed in my jewelry
but i had to check before i lit the dooby
its not true, its based loosely
on that night i just spent with your sister lucy
jus say im good but live unruly
played a part in the movie
like the script suits me
all star hollywood cast
sniff good hollywood off hollywood ass
stop spittin’ its obvi your wack
dvl never reference god in a rap
uh, yeah you b+tches better pay sniffy
im in the cut sipping [?] whiskey
rider cost a couple grand
repping cult of the d+mned with a gun in my hand
[salar]
im big coin like the money hungry hannibal lecter
protect salar at all costs, nah im the protector
n0bodies perfect but im a perfecter
from my findings, i conclude that perfection is attainable
the only constant is change, and thats unchangeable
went from groupie hoes to proper lady folk
in [?], my crew be those, who appear in studios
and attend very important business meetings in carluccio
like ’tis the season, catch me in the link an schemin’
between bouts of tibetan rhythmic breathing
i go on days out with me inner demon
might take your face out won’t give ‘er reason
or take your dame out and give her feelings
that she won’t be receiving, the pimp flow
is cold like the river region, in the winter wheezing
in the canada goose in england but still as freezing



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