Gla** House Ent . (Osiris & Adekt) - Ode Of d**h lyrics

Verse 1: (Osiris) (Yeah, Gla** House, Uhh Yo!) Your faculty is indited with severed heads// Punctured led// Hammer nails throughout my skull like pinhead// An bloodline of hellion conception// Our act of valor's no deception// Visual prophecy determines// What's to take over the present// A cast of black magic to open gates of dark crescents// In wish I come with its blessed fulfilled perspective// There ain't good or evil only flesh with the pleasure to wreck it// Display excessive lascivious after spirits have crossed intersections, To other realms// Bring your existence to hell// I'll swell your throat to k** you like an allergic reaction// You get subtracted off this individual fraction// For you worship the mistaken Allah you've become a distraction// I'll strike you all famine// Your fetus within will feast off organs like your abdomen// Remain the unaffected f**ing catalyst// When damaging// Suicidal ravishment// The pleasures of inflicting you pain is my attraction b**h// Expect a reign of havoc off demonic actions// Physical suffer in your womb that's similar to contractions// To cause you distress is a f**ing habit// Your a b**h, so when you die to a female you'll reincarnate// I am the spawn of saints// Who burn in scorching flames// I am the face of pain// And trust you don't know pain// Until the day you've come across my f**ing face// That ill implant physically in your brain// I'm to determine your faith// Drink the blood of a teens slit wrist// Your life is a glitch// Omegas of 666// My goons walk through black mist// Your spirits at risk// I'll scratch you f*ggots with, needles like vinyls on turntables to rest you in piss// (b**h!) Verse 2: (Adekt) (Ha, Uhh Adekt Muthaf**as, Yeah!) Lead vocalist// Metropolis enchanted by my vocal chords// Over moral borders// Flow through beats like erythrocytes// Instrumental Necropolis// I know you feel the vibe// But feel it while you can these be murderous rhymes// Pack a dime whiff lines// Cut throats float souls// Chewing on your teeth diabolical breed!// Heed from the heathen// Even if you don't believe it// Who else do you know that talks about the sixes// The misfits// The sick kids// Six O'clock crucifixes// Afflict you with whips// Factual myths// Hew putrid meat// Break reality// Of, contaminated physiology// It's a six trilogy// Verbally enlightening// Humans on profanity// d**h strikes inevitably// When the blood jets out scorched arteries// It's marvelous to see, you dressed drenched with platelets// Personally// I think it's jealousy// When critics speak against us// But I ain't tripping on em cause once the guns bust// I'll dispose of em like crust// But that's just us// Unhealthy personality like// When a b**h shows lust// Ain't no stopping what they started// We ain't stopping till they puss// Bust nuts on the guts// I f** the b**h's cuts// Prep a hymn with a grin for the angel of sin// Spit odes of elaborate rank// Prestige individual// Foo's jock the style// I guess they be the mutual// To me your sh** is mild// You'll find its unusual// The way I spit it casual// Like shroom looped visuals// (Adekt Muthaf**as Uhh!)