Your Problem
Blood of the Beloved
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My voice will wake you up in cold sweats In dead of night Feel the sickness enter When you get the venomous bite I drip syllables of icy fuckin rot a into your cortex Breaking down your system like osteoporosis I'm an orator of wicked hymns A devils advocate Get baptized, and I'll rise 10 times as blasphemous A harbinger of dark Serpent in the stalks Hungering to slaughter and resurrect them like Lazarus Speaking on a frequency shared With chanting curses in voodoo From deeper than the part of the seas Where you'd find Cthulhu Embedding an existential Assortment of dread as I'm steady keeping on my enterprise like Sulu Hell yeah This is what we fiend for Until we scream sore This is what you bump rocking skin masks and chainsaws My thoughts haunted Motherfuckers don't get it Watch them crumble to the cold earth Like wilted rose petals It's a b-grade horror flick That you can vibe to Got my lawn mower About to make it Dead Alive 2 I tried selling my soul But nobody wanted it So this is my curse But my verse is your problem Blegh I know you didn't expect it to come to this But if you're listening then This is your problem now I know you're skimming the web Looking for remedies but Nothing's going to save you Nobody's going to help you out I see you choking in pain The panic setting as I'm sneaking up and into your mind and I've got you now I know you feel the effects You can't shake it I'm a motherfucking menace and I am your problem now I was created through the hatred And the shade they fuckin through at Nyte Now I'm a battle damaged slasher Ripping ya throat And gripping the mic I'm ready and willing to fight For the throne of fuckin darkness Said I would never amount to nothing But the beloved be comin regardless We the demons in your speakers Feasting on the weak And leave them bleeding Hit them with that Boom bap blegh To see the people scream And flee the scene that we just left A bloody fuckin wreck We are the question mark Making you wonder what the f*ck is coming next It is a swarm or a storm Is it a curse or a hex We going to make you bop your head Or bang it til you break your neck F*ck it, respect the work Whatever's coming next So just give me the mic And let me recite A passage from the book of death Summoning a legion of demons To cultivate the heathens Blacken this earth and We won't stop until the whole world's screaming Run with the coven Because the end is slowly coming And if you value your soul Then join the blood of the beloved The fuckin bass will leave you bludgeoned Hit your ribs like blaow From breakdowns to wordplay It's lit when I switch my style They let me loose from my noose now I rep my crown I am the fire, the fallen, forsaken and I'm your problem now I know you didn't expect it to come to this But if you're listening then This is your problem now I know you're skimming the web Looking for remedies but Nothing's going to save you Nobody's going to help you out I see you choking in pain The panic setting as I'm sneaking up and into your mind and I've got you now I know you feel the effects You can't shake it I'm a motherfucking menace and I am your problem now The onslaught is Evil Dead 2 style When I write shit Possess the hand that you hold Your motherfucking mic with Turn it against you until you gotta cut it off, while I'm in your cellar yelling out 'DEAD By Dawn' hah Eradicate tracks one verse at a time Like a carcinogenic strain of nursery rhyme And whenever words are aligned With the stars it starts the clock tick Until we incinerate your vicinity like atomic We both Freddy and Jason Mixed with Myers and leather face When the bass hits ya rib cage Sends you off to a better place Leave you six feet deep then resurrect with the necronomicon Ours words kill and bring life Like a terrible phenomenon You don't like it then You can gobble on my nutsack bitch Keep it underground, wicked Because I love that shit F*ck a lime light I'm bout that pitch blackness We got heathens and demons Screaming "run that shit" Blegh I know you didn't expect it to come to this But if you're listening then This is your problem now I know you're skimming the web Looking for remedies but Nothing's going to save you Nobody's going to help you out I see you choking in pain The panic setting as I'm sneaking up and into your mind and I've got you now I know you feel the effects You can't shake it I'm a motherfucking menace and I am your problem now I know you didn't expect it to come to this But if you're listening then This is your problem now I know you're skimming the web Looking for remedies but Nothing's going to save you Nobody's going to help you out I see you choking in pain The panic setting as I'm sneaking up and into your mind and I've got you now I know you feel the effects You can't shake it I'm a motherfucking menace and I am your problem now
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Written by: Mario Pacheco, Topher Jackson
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