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letra de forked tongues - godhandusa

[intro]
here’s something important to remember
do not use the telephone
this is your part in civil defense, remember, don’t use the phone
“h-llo?”
(y-y-you’re listening to a gortiverse exclusive)
ever since the apple in the garden with eve, man always fooling with things that cause them to grieve, evil woody woma-
ever since the applе in the garden with eve, man always fooling with things that causе them to g- things that cause them to g- things that cause them to g-

[verse 1: gonda]
mothaf-cka’ strayed far from the path followin’ the forked tongue, yeah
when they lay you down to rest, is your soul weighed down with regret?
uh, look to the hand, confess yo’ sins
the devil sittin’ on yo’ chest, yeah
callin’ the spirts by they name, you should know better, let the deceased rest
names etched on a stone, yeah, temporary like a song, yeah
but energy forever, it stick around when you think that it’s gone
watch how you movin’ yo mouth, yeah, you might be castin’ a spell, yeah
you might be beckonin’ demons and ghost that live deepest of h-ll, yeah
ain’t n0body safe
ain’t n0body clean
b-tch, i’m soldier
see no evil, that’s why the hand cover my face, yeah
crossin’ names of a list, yeah
fornicatin’ with a b-tch, yeah
i’m gettin’ high, i’m speakin’ to god, he tellin’ me who i should hit, yeah
tellin’ me what i should do, yeah
leavin’ you black and blue, yeah
time tickin’ tickin’ on, cl!ck clack boom, put you on the news, yeah
silver bullets, holy water, yeah
you just a lamb for the slaughter, yeah
talkin’ funny, get hit for money, send you to father and mother, yeah
[break]
ever since the apple in the garden with eve, man always fooling with things that cause them to grieve, evil woody woma-
ever since the apple in the garden with eve, man always fooling with things that cause them to g- things that cause them to g- things that cause them to g-

[verse 2: mongo]
o-o-ouroboros mindset
kickin’ the fliest with high stress
hands clapped at the foot of the archway in defiance of times breath
mothaf-cka’ you dyin’ inside, cryin’ through the ride, slidin’ down the hourglass (boom)
m-o-n-g-o level any foes, cryin’, never let a hour pass by (yeah)
track mode, let the love spit, never pity us, so sorry, uh (no, no)
bad hoe with tongue split, suck the soul out my body, bruh (bruh)
moat full a black blood, forked tongued mothaf-ckas’ all drown
eviscerated by the eye creepin’ in the clouds, send ’em back down
yeah, if you alive right now, let the spirt inside, hoe
let the theists and the eye culminate a cup, wrongs they will never try, hoe
go on, drink the water with the sweat and the blood
death from above, god’s love, from the rain to the mud
settle with the stardust, never ask why, hoe
yeah, gold bullets grown lies
four tongues intertwined, i rebuke it forever, denied
you in a prison of ya’ own design
where the key at, in the palace or the god hand? (boom)
snakes lie in the coffin, take one bite and we all dead

[outro]
ruptures of heaven and h-ll
ruptures of heaven and h-ll
you cannot know for sure weather your destination will be heaven or h-ll
the fallen angles directly out of the bottomless pit, the demons of death and h-ll all out of the bottomless pit, all perversions of the third eye through extorted and exaggerated images, and we especially call for the judgement in this hour in the destroying of rock music- rock music- rock music- rock music

- godhandusa

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