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letra de omens - cemetery drive

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[verse one – chris wright]
there’s bad omens in the air tonight
stars fall like satellites
lights flashing before my eyes
and i might, i might, i might die

i thrive off bad advice
broken limbs for the sacrifice
sawed off like shoddy pipes
and i might, i might, i might die

[verse two – cloud mac]
what you gonna’ do when you gotta’ face the locusts?
everybody gone, everybody just rodents
broken down, the parted sea is closing
hopeless now, departed, leaving moses

wait for intermission i guess?
slave to superst-tion, oh yes
the reapers deposition is next
meeting the mortician i bet

you ever think you’re gonna’ see a person?
then you see them walking and you certain
coincidence? the incident had purpose
the stars align and now you treading nervous

[verse three – thiago]
i am not superst-tious, not a little ‘st-tious
friends still insisting on a intervention
don’t believe in luck, just intuition
i don’t pick up pennies unless they’re mint condition

i’m walking under ladders, never climb that sh-t
break gl-ss mirrors, never eyeing that sh-t
y’all wishing on stars like you know it’s coming true
i spill all the salt, then throw it on your wounds

knock, knock on wood, that’s hot
cos’ i thought the beat was good, that’s dotte
i stomp all on the cracks, that’s fine
blow out your mamma’s back, oh my

cross my heart and hope to die
that’s when i feel most alive
f-ck you and your omens
what i told em, can’t control my life

[hook – whyandotte]
i ain’t scared of no ghost
i ain’t scared of no ghost, or no man
cem drive do the most
dead boys on the go, f-ck your omens

i ain’t scared of no ghost
i ain’t scared of no ghost, or no man
cem drive do the most
dead boys on the go, f-ck your omens

[verse four – miles powers]
not to get spiritual with it, but i’m getting spiritual with it
but i ain’t believe in no miracles
sh-t i ain’t fearing no witness above
and i’m loving it, sin is a drug

i been losing my sh-t on god though yeah
switching up the pitch on a high note yeah
omen’s creeping, sheesh really i don’t care
life’s so frail, the light’s going to fail

put me on today, don’t want to wait
can i get a ándale! i’m on the way
can i get a song with dre? calling favors in
i been slaving man, honestly

ought to lay low though, where i can see
all the f-ckery and what not to be
and that’s not to be a pr-ck about it
just won’t pick your route it’s not for me

[verse five – atwood]
i ghost ride the whip
hoping i find you
i ain’t cosigning sh-t

they all so pious
they all so biased
hope when i die it’s a pack of blacks, some green tea and my lighter
need a little soul food in my diet
cos’ i don’t got no soul dude, i can’t find it

i don’t give a f-ck about you
f-ck about me
f-cking round we –
knuckle up and punch you down b
hacking lungs from smoking sour d
now the demons coming out me

oh lord i ain’t fit for heaven
lone soul know it’s all predestined
breathe in just take a second
feel the spirits all take concession
they down to roll but they hate the message

[hook – whyandotte]
i ain’t scared of no ghost
i ain’t scared of no ghost, or no man
cem drive do the most
dead boys on the go, f-ck your omens

i ain’t scared of no ghost
i ain’t scared of no ghost, or no man
cem drive do the most
dead boys on the go, f-ck your omens

- cemetery drive

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