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letra de redrum - brotherhood of darkness

[verse 1: jester]
i danced with the devil, odds thrive low, rhyming god’s flow
corpses stenching hot coals, opened plotholes
and i just read böd’s scroll, the truth’s unfair
the dude just moved upstairs, screamed “who the f—‘s there?”
struck the air, fire and rains. the luck expired the pains
the crime is a shame, light a spliff in the haze
smoke it through my brain
nevermind your questions
cross who’s birth-insane
this place is an rotten onion, anyways, and my spine strains
doctor strange in the high-plane with an particular jet
terrorist threats, he’s driving west, meticular set
going back to cali with some hoes i’ve just met
don’t address relax, that sh-t’s cyber s-x with hyper and rex
bad lines driving you mad, want to test our chest?
i suggest your last breaths with the side effects of violent deaths
the actual rap’s cash x ass, i invest in bear traps
also vests and the cure potion to exterminate all these pests!

{verse 2: c.h. the creator]
some said that i be nothing when i write
i can’t take it right if they just hating on me because i’m white
i’m getting confused by the advices
of infused vices since i’m amused with my own life’s feelings
hike aside bigfoot and achieve an good hurting my heavy meanings
greened villain, he g-ngb-ngs crooks, look at all those tattoos
you can’t argue an solid beating, i’m drinking gas fuels
i am bad news, i’ve unleashed the baddest massacre
spit gorillas that’ll bash strongmen, turn ’em to action figures
my passion’s bigger, i’m gripping the ruthless ultimate revolver
i’ll modify your size and put you next to my gun in the holster
lyrical messiah, miraculous manufacturing monster
it’s real since my favorite meal is mustard!
psycho little kid as they stole my innocence
and made me the most senseless
now i’m back at it stinging pens
my sentence is attributed one step closer to infinity
i lived it, i ripped it, visit it then re-visit it, exhibit it
the most s-d-stic, seeking revenge, the sweetest medicine
my wicked riflemen leaves this ball-l!cker joey tribbiani trembling
what y’all think pannin’ in?
never thought of anything
scribbling and screeching as
my twisted skeleton abducted back to heaven
god made me this instrument, “come back to make music again!”
i’m messed, i’m stressed, your fluorescent essence vanished
i’m lyrically cherished and that’s worth mentioning
and i’m sicker than the diseases your c-ckroach
carries being through your pipe, mission done!
in this game, there’s no ones like me
this batman hates jokers and wipes his ass with the poison ivy…
{verse 3: b.o.]
yo, call the spetsnaz, n-gga
this is team deathmatch
red dots points where your head at
n-gga, get back… blakka!
i’m from the city where the young-ones carjack
these kids get kidnapped, new york, n-gga
i am just that; spasmatic, spas-fanatic
try to clown and mock my sh-t
i’ll push your b-ttons, n-gga
get your body rat-tat-tatted!
i never calm it down when you bother me, f— your sh-t
r-t-rded n-gga, don’t stress me, i’m p-ssed off
to the point, even my own family left me!
“more, please”; we rock like ac/dc
we beastie, hip-hop’s beatrix
this rap track goes crazy! you shouldn’t be that hard…
you never saw the pentagon nerds or crystal meth babies
we smash on ’em because we know how cowards roll
b-tch, your flexing muscles now are c4-blown!
i’ll lunch y’all f—ers and rocket-launcher y’all suckers
’cause i ain’t here to entertain y’all duckers… aaargh!

{verse 4: nyne]
f— your trap sh-t
i’m electronic-made
hypersonic with the waves
i’m just trying to fit your forearms into my chains
rude shooter, heroines in my veins
leave bullet holes the size of an motor in your brain
in the projects, been tryin’ to get an dollar
in the casino, even won dough though playing smaller
n-ggas got beef? tell these n-ggas “holler!”
my razorblade tortured more n-ggas than the plier
jacob goodnight see no evil
awful deep blood spilling outta neck, is that sh-t legal?!
you be on the streets? well, we barely see you
f— an atheist, my god also don’t believe in you
stupid porpoises trying to rip off of an shark’s fin
classic; n-ggas with attitude, we all dark skin
the marksmen hit you long-range, the cal’ marking
howl! howl! howl! sounds like big dogs barking!
{verse 5: darkem]
so you been lookin’ for an doctor?
yo, my heart’s evil sick
we back to bring the pain
i’ll sn-tch your chain and p-ss
on the newest children of your family
i’ll pound the round
facts are said around, the underground can’t stand hypocrites
in my view, it’s not the money, b-tch, it’s all the fame
to where you aim, the types you maimed
if your game is strong or weak
samhain is not afraid to talk names
y’all keep complaining sh-t
this won’t stop me for long so i’ll straight all the g-y sh-t
tmz doesn’t live in the city next to the big slums at
prolific criminals just standing there waiting for the combat
big deal, jig’ steel, the skins, the bones splatters
walk away like nothing really happened; does it matters?
rich kids go to private schools looking for the privations
the poor kids can be rich too if they moving with dedications
this is the friendly america; country who’s overrated
crated with doughs but not having it
more than souls needing salvations
(darkeem, darkeem, darkeem)

- brotherhood of darkness

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