*Reversed*
*Kings & Queens, just show us where we should be (you motherf*ckers)*
Is my mind explicit cause I hang with a sinner?
Hand & hand with the hatchet but its nuttin familiar
Nonbelievers keep walking until we finally arrive
Black smoke around the family with the red in our eyes
Cold chills from the death holding on to the past
With a pistol to the temple cause your lifes movin fast
Devastated by the anger that you need to escape
Right hand on the book, flip the page, choose your fate
Kiss the dead, on the red moon night
Will they cry? Well I think they just might
Torturing! What´s a frozen tear?
This aint Hell, but I would rather be there
Spider web, makes it hard to move
Death awaits, yet I´ve nothing to prove
Twiztid souls, in my mental game
Murder comes, & goes with no kind of blame
Power drains, as the dark becomes light
Trapped motionless, cause the chords´re too tight
What´ll ever become, of this book that I hold
Will the fire burn us, like they told
SynplicityRain drops fall from the dark night sky
Bodies crawl from garbage cans & alleyways alike
You can find me there in the shadows without a doubt
Time for my people & me to come about
Children of the River, & the misunderstood, downtrodden, & forgotten but
it is still all good
What you throw away is ours to keep, you know the children need a pillow
when they go to f*ckin sleep
Your disease, quite infectious
Once I know, your the object of my lust
Acid rain, c´mon & stick out your tongue
Theres enough, for each & every single one
Right or left, come follow me
Pyramids, lobotomy is necessary
Crystal ball, it is just
SynplicityKings & Queens, just show us where we should be (you motherf*ckers)
Power drains, as the dark becomes light
Trapped motionless, cause the chords´re too tight
What´ll ever become, of this book that I hold
Will the fire burn us, like they told
SynplicityI was running with a hatchet down the block, my leg got popped
When I copped a dub at the dope spot
Everybody out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your dick sucked
by a foe? (f*ck no!)
What about the fact that I bring the dope guns, stay outta my way & don´t
make me have to use one
Can´t help the feeling, my head overloads pull the trigger & unload
Power drains, as the dark becomes light
Trapped motionless, cause the chords´re too tight
What´ll ever become, of this book that I hold
Will the fire burn us, like they told
SynplicitySYNPLICITY!
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