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mankind x the deity complex - spiced redrum lyrics

mankind x the deity complex ft. gia shakur – “spiced redrum”
[emcee(s): !llumin@te and sciryl]
[producer(s): chief abbot wu mei (of the deity complex) [original instrumental from the deity complex – “i murder dem”]]
[spoken word: gia shakur]

[verse 1: gia shakur]
floodlights from pig towers
hardcover hearts and br-ss
blast close to cherubs
leave ‘em stinking like gunpowder
with hotheads igniting
on pig metal d-cks

[hook: !llumin@te]
uh
spiced redrum
we’re sipping spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum

[verse 2: !llumin@te]
uh, by the blood of the first men
i baptize beast, cure the meat of a cursed pig
angels get wings every time that my work ends
i’ll walk opposite of the earth’s spin, immersed in
wildfire, sipping on the tears of town criers
for every victory, there’s a child sired—you sound tired
(uh) so when the rubber hits the road, probably
make your heart flutter then explode, suffer in
your soul. behold the contrarian wheel that cuts
deep like valyrian steel. we’re in the house like
marion hill, black power make an aryan yield
ask yourself how scary it feels. it’s not
a dream that you’re having, you know? you’ve sown seeds
of discontent, then grieve when the casualties grow. this
my death squad, cavalry flow—we’re coordinated
sitting in position to flank your formation like…

[bridge: !llumin@te]
yeah, put your swords to the air
cheers! sword to the air
cheers! sword to the air
cheers! we’re sipping spiced redrum

[hook: !llumin@te]
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum

[verse 3: sciryl]
yo, the blood of a pig
cut him up from his gut to his ribs, huh!
yeah, n-gg- on a horse, puffing a cig, b.i.g
“machine gun funk,” sig machine gun pump
huh! these dumb f-cks are finna bleed. big
victory, this is mr. t rocking jewels, chewing khat
sipping tea mixed with spiced redrum
it’s the bloodl-st symphony, gun-bust infantry
clap back in the jeans, huh, slave
to this trap industry, strapped with a mac with a beam
back from the future like “pew-pew,” star trek
contact, hand-to-hand combat. all depends
how you want the -ss-whooping handed to you—either
the paws or the blammer to you, ran up to you like
“hand it to me—everything. i want it all, i’m not trying to bargain”
i don’t want to talk. you wanted war, now i’m drunk, and
all day, i’ve been tripping, sipping spiced redrum

[hook: !llumin@te] (x2)
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum
cheers! spiced redrum

- mankind x the deity complex lyrics

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