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demoz - carnival of souls (feat. lyrics

[feat. demoz]

[verse 1:]
i’m the ape in the cage getting more amazing with age
aks and grenades, matter fact i slay them with blades
they blatantly g-ys, f-ggots in berets in parades
and see my team is unbeatable, the stadium stage
basically crazed, walking circles pacing for days
i’m basically dazed and lost inside a satanist maze
face the brigade, i hate you and i pray you get aids
i go hard on hard beats, y’all too lazy to shave
too lazy to bathe and so y’all hate on the god
i’m sick of y’all eating off the same plate as the god
y’all could never build or even conversate with the god
you shooting guns off, i would bomb a nation for god
(i’m a suicide bomber) y’all don’t want no confrontation with god
y’all are swine-eaters, that’s abomination to god
so put some faith into god
the objective is to conquer f-cking satan with god

[chorus:]
i think we got a problem, take me out this f-cking column
see all these phony actors, i don’t like these phony rappers
f-ck all the story telling, i don’t like these phony fables
you n-ggas sound like cable, f-ck you and your f-cking label
i think we got a problem, vinnie paz a f-cking problem
masterati i’m a problem, jus allah’s a f-cking problem
criticism from critics but we don’t f-cking care
all we hear is the drum beat and a f-cking snare

[verse 2:]
all i got is too much hate, not enough love
too many plates, not enough grub too many snakes in the gr-ss
i gotta k!ll one cause the gun ain’t got enough slugs
body under the belt, not enough blood
shotty under the shelf, not enough slugs
yous a b-tch you ain’t gon do sh-t suck a d-ck
cause i been had your b-tch in the lobby on drugs
i ain’t no plug, i ain’t no snitch
i ain’t no blood, i ain’t no crip
motherf-ckin hood where i be everyday
you don’t like me come see me n-gga i ain’t no b-tch
? for the last man d-mn man
you could be the man what they said
so i focused on the d-mn plan
face straight like adjusting a handstand
used to be shy now i’m focused like a hand can
demoz say h-llo to the sand man
gun pop, good god where your man layin
see that b-tch right there with the d-mn tan
couple shots put the b-tch in the d-mn van
take her home put her in the zone
d-ck like an l she gon put it to the dome
wack dvds all these n-ggas in the streets
showing n-ggas where they live and their fridge and their chrome chrome
n-gga please, do you really think i’m gonna show a motherf-cking n-gga where i live at
jeopardize where my wife and my kids at
come home find my young bull kidnapped
n-gga hit that l that you had cause you motherf-ckin crazy if you think i will
pistol gang to the day i hang
when i see my death i’m gonna keep it real

[verse 3:]
you should make peace before we pull the peacemakers
i don’t want the streets waking up the sleeping neighbours
i don’t want police pacing up the streets later
but the k!lling has me feeling like a teenager
sign your soul over, here’s a blank piece of paper
i’ll fill in the details, you can read it later
we should keep in contact, i may need a favour
it’s not breach in contract, no releasing waivers
it’s slavery and cheap labour, it’s a decent bargain
it’s monopoly, i’m landing on free parking
it’s blood out here gotta keep my t–th sharpened
gotta keep cream, gotta keep a green garden
you doing everything you can just to keep from starving
i’m rastafarian and partying, usually with more than one darling
it’s disheartening, b-tches know i ain’t romeo or prince charming

- demoz lyrics

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