Verse 1: (Adekt)
(Ha, Gla** House Mothaf**ers, Triple 6, Listen)
My talent
Valid
The gravity is ma**ive
Feel it like a magnet
You're living of yesterday
Be in the present
But not like an amputated head, That's wet from the blood drips
Scripted philosophy of ripping corpses violently
Bionically re-engineered
d**h rap pioneer
Spread fear like heals
I will go down in history
Mastery of eloquence
Abstract vocalist
Poetry is novelty
Democracy's impressed by me
Language arts dependent
Inducing law amendments
I produce a violent message
I encourage ma** arrangements
Although it is unethical
I think it shows the mental work
The worth of worthy gods at work
Lurk with spirits
Split realm reality
I see the demons hovering
I've seen this all my life
I thought that I was normal
Paranormal visions guided me
Yo
Clairvoyance of atrocities
Evolved past empathy
This is a Demons symphony
Exposing all the burgundy It's third degree philosophy
Expressing what's inside of me
The first born scorn torn from a holy life
But I don't give a f** thanks to the anti-christ
Dull knifes
Pop eyes
Sick sixes b**hes
Sigil of Baphomet
We rep
No regret
Sickle swords detach heads
Blood spreads on the torn dress
(Uh Wa**up Motherf**ers! Osiris, Yeah, Tell Em' Wa**up Foo, It's The Mothaf**en Gla** House, Yeah, Aha Check It)
Verse 2: (Osiris)
Yo
I supply you with the specimen empowering d**h
Hypodermic rusted needles infect the gash from witch you bled
Unprotected s** inherit the virus to rot and stench
We define the art of raw drench the flag in your blood then pledge
To this cultivation genocide of allegiance we represent
Try enjoying these seconds to your last breath
Don't bother on a**uming in heaven you'll resurrect
Its been said on most prophecies to hell is where your sent
I'll cut inside of your lungs like fiber gla** polluting the the air
Attend your coffin at your funeral like a pallbearer
Carry on an obligation that delivers pain
I'll stab you in the neck with your own f**ing rosary
Make your blood thin like wayfaring sodium
Triples sixes be the modem
Study cadavers like an autopsy
But im aware of its philosophy of how it came to be
Im a dark rift aproaching to life
I'll put you muthaf**ers to sleep like seroquel
Be sure to read the guide lines specified by this franchise
This evil tick will never stabilize
Your terrified crys consult pristine harmony
Im in this condition where all I can cause is nothing but demolition
I wear this mask until the end of my satanic task
Contaminate your health to where you won't last
Fill the corpse entirely with sand
Brah!