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letra de shvde - onimetsu

it’s the leading
the living breathing, the hateful seething
the fiendish, my soul is bleeding
searching for meaning
besiege the kingdom
yeah you can preach the carpe diem
but in deepest thought do you believe that
peace is what you’re seizing

heated speech proceeding from my beastie alter ego
with intention to deliver intervention in between ya
i bring tension to your speakers, intense with a deeper meaning
but y’all busy with extensions and get to beefing like vegans

listen

i’m not the type that’ll pop from a bad look
or one of the samey-sames to rely on an catchy hook
but come at my f-ckin fam or a page of this check book
i’ll put a b-tch n-gga back in the chair like i’m king push

murder to tracks, i’m bringing that back, y’all f-ckers is cooked
flexing on instagram like a crook, but really you’re shook
get that sh-t understood, can’t get sh-t but p-ssy and kush
striking fear in your entire career, i’m going verrückt

mind body and soul full of gold, i’m boundless
howling, moonlight gleam off of my prowess
full cowling, swiftly sending sentiments separately
contested, i’ve been blessed with the effective lethal weapon
to put an end to your desecration, the epitaph was written as an ancient legislation
you’d never notice though, your practically comatose
it’s why i’m chosen and bolstered with an unspoken sickness never been witnessed to living victims

a nihilist annihilating your placement for paper
i’ve been faced with an insatiable integration of hatred
to the fakes, i raise a blade to encase in your self sedation
bring your maces, i’ll be waiting, exsanguinate all you haters
emaciated, on the prowl for your f-ckin funds
best run me the whole bag when i’m waving around the gun
unholy like satan’s nuns, at the gates of h-ll with a vase filled with brains of the bl–dy patients
my patience vacates my making

crystal turpentine
twist my fingers like serpents
publicly act the worst
but a hermit when he’s in person
i drip in murder
she wrote, ya death note in cursive
i k!ll with flourish, brain bursting when versus my verses, recite the curses
uh

any beat i’ll murder it
got it jumpin like hurdles
infernal spit when i burn em
but ya girl akin to squirtle
in search of reversal earnings
i’m cursed with a thirst for slaughter
so i’m gripping the blade
inanely, prepare to get maimed

- onimetsu

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