a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

skinny dean - sacrilegious lyrics

[verse 1: skinny dean]

what is life without dancin’ with the devil?
everything is hotter romancin’ with a kettle-
violins and cellos- in the backdrop with ya
everybody on the liquor so match box lit up-
drinkin’ and smokin’ while the prophets are watchin’-
sacrilegious generation put they conscious in an auction-
sell it sell it sell yo f-ckin’ soul-
the devil walks slow- as he quickly gives yo -ss another hoe
you can’t settle you need more puss-
you can’t settle you need more kush
take it to the dome- like the aura that’s around her
take a shot otherwise it is bored among your counter-
dancin’ with these demons in our liver-
da vinci’s codes i’m crackin’ in mona lisa’s picture-
we’re all p-wns to elites, but the song ain’t complete-
we can’t see what they feedin’ us, we lost in the beats-
we be feastin’ with our foes-
leapin on our toes-
to get us to the garden somewhere by eden where we grow-
we burn for a high to get turnt for the night
but our regrets are whats left its a burden of life-
[chorus: skinny dean]

dance with me, come and dance with me
i can make your whole life a fantasy
stayin’ on your feet is just sad to see-
i can give you what you need just dance with me
dance with me, come and dance with me
i can make your whole life a fantasy
stayin’ on your feet is just sad to see-
i can give you any high just dance with me

[verse 2: skinny dean]

we watchin’ our idols with veteran t-tles-
if demons talk i stick em like nurses checkin ya vitals
everyone worried about subs and gettin’ sh-t viral-
while i’m out for respect and i’m set on survival-
more than sick of gettin’ stretched like accordions-
devil wears prada so why care about a gorgeous b-tch-
rappin’ for years but i still open like a orifice-
maybe the devil got me hooked on a morbid spliff-
the demons h-ttin’ notes- they gettin’ close-
they tell us we can have anything anywhere that our visions go-
you been bad all year, all you get is coal-man like different strokes-
illuminati, n-z-s give a toast-
while we roasted in this h-llish pit-
i can now see why we call it gettin lit-
tossed in the flames is a clue-
lost in a matrix of doom-
your life is the cost if you make mistakes in this room-

[chorus]

- skinny dean lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS