And When I Thought There Was Peace
666 Appeared & There Was Hell To Release
Escape. Better Fast Forward Your Pace
A Dose of Stop & Stare Will Get You Marilyn Mayced
Verse:
Kenevals people. Re-runs, repeats, and sequels
…….No where to run to. Exits blocked. I’m buggin
In the corner. Politicking crack stunners.
Swear they were stone cold. But reality bought back the gunners
Ski mask believers. LCD receivers
White powder tissue. Reflect the blood that’s heaving
Dope show. The sinner pollen is heavy
Trippin off the system. The anger function is building
Red Rum precision. Inflicting overwhelming response
Update you fuckers. On the neglect of word is bond
Reverse born. Rummage thru life with clothes torn
Episodes of suburban, rises up claiming scorn
Bullshit. It’s bullshit. Motherfucka I said bullshit.
Your sorry ass is killin a good situation
Just to feel related. Connected and incubated
Slap ghetto to your throats…. Feel the pain kids
Chorus:
Verse II:
And hold up… now… Insert the sacrificial disgrace.
Trapped with mechanical animals. I swear my blood was laced.
The world of Manson. The origin couldn’t be traced.
Acid residue pose model, the result is to your face
Launch, like it. Repeat the subliminal…
Easy take over, love it. You got no choice cause you live it
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