jakprogresso - dagon lyrics
yo, blak church surfboards, punchin’ cords to the pinto wake
i think this the wrong floor, i’m lookin’ at spit dope
eyes lit low, lid saggin’ like sl!ck rick robes
i feel like the creepy white van parked across the street with the bubble window
i’m the ghost of john winthrop
pollutin’ wind blow
mic stand burnin’ like thai stick smoke
i fly heads like, the stump of the necks, with pads for helis
i do vials then lost it like sh+lley (get it)
i don’t need props, the pig’s blood from the deli
rapper in the trunk, mouth taped soundin’ like kenny
tripper pattern zip blotter linin’ for headbands
about to od like this next line is 10 grands
i’m deadpan, bring rain like the wet man
flip students like i was givin’ out keg stands
i l!ck shots like nikolas cruz, spit for the bruised
about to pour out liquor and smoke a spliff with a tube
2018, the bronx got a serial k!ller that sits on the news (d+mn, man)
go suck air, who the f+ck cares?
body in the bas+m+nt like i ran a morgue and lived upstairs
lesson one, drop dead, lesson done (word)
electric flush, and lemon blunts
drenched, my sweat expunged
i smell like antibiotics p+ssed oranges at sedan sun
moon set in fun, sect of blood
on the hilltop (wow), lookin’ at a field, the tents lit up (woah)
and come back and drop a classic when rain is up (word, what?)
yo, mag lights through shadow agents, dead the regime (yeah)
i piled the dead in ravines
ketacid dreams, claymore’s on my chest at the scene
to blow away cities like haliburton weather machines
tell me they’re not there, i can see ’em all
i bleed into season broth, chemically uneven off, deep
i put my ear to victims breathin’ soft
i white sheet ’em all like, sharia law
still cypher over, j dilla moog, f+ck a million views
sicilian goon, off the top, i’m illin’ too
sniffin’ r+t+rded white boy, they call me dylann roof
brazilian bloom, cut open your lakefront, brilliant view
outro:
+ oh! oh! oh!
+ the power of darkness, (?) sacrifice (?)…
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