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state of cykosis - head like a brick lyrics

[verse 1: the false prophet]
get [?] meet me off [?]
[?] wildflower til it makes us chill
you bring the sk-nks, i’ll bring the prophylactics
in my black [?] as i show her my tactics
pants pull out and the legs and the air
i see nothing but pink and hair
styles peeked out with [?] pie
get in my mince, cooking up some [?]
[?] where i from
break out the second of [?]
[?] clothing, go talk some sh-t
and i’m about to f-ck with you till i suck my d-ck

[chorus: black bart]
i got a head like a brick, she can say i’m sick
i got a head like a brick, she can say i’m sick
i got a head like a brick, she can say i’m sick
i got a head like a brick, she can suck my d-ck

[verse 2: black bart]
follow me in [?] insane streets
[?] in my [?] on the h-llmaster beats
murderous mayhem [?] death
demons calling [?] as i [?] your last breath
the prophet of death has got my bat
and my [?] is ready for test
step, back step, i’ll beat you [?] run
who wanna [?] let you done
one man stays a little furious
hmmm, maybe curious
[?] is no way did not belong
he gets going as i set

[chorus]

[verse 3: greg files]
[?] sh-t is not coming fit
[?] my head is like a brick
my switchblade reach through your arms and your legs
i’ll free your mind, american [?]
the false prophet, [?] this
with me and bart is like the exorcist
riding in the east, [?] in the north
[?]
[?] desire
creeping motherf-cker like a d-mn vampire
so [?] don’t count your sheet
[?] from the [?] dee

[verse 4: the false prophet]
punks can’t f-ck around with the prophet
reach it to your head, put your eye [?] socket
and think that sh-t to my [?] while they’re homes
and oh, i grew up in a while they’re homes
huh, will you don’t get no sleep?
in the shadow of death follows you as you creep
but that’s i, ’cuz i shallow the c-m
with the bat in my head, and i’m screaming ’red rum’
pentacles, black lights, [?] and ghettos
skulls and dead body parts on the metals
and that’s the little [?] of black lipstick
with black fingernails, come and play with my dipstick

[chorus x2]

[bridge: black bart]
head like a brick
head like a brick
head like a brick
head like a brick

- state of cykosis lyrics

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