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letra de views from the crypt - sinister council

[verse 1: gaff + (shinigami)]
these people are crazy (people are crazy)
how can you pray
then begged to be saved
i’m living life my way
i don’t help from the realm of my vision
look down when i come your way (your way)
i don’t need peasants like you in my face
don’t even breathe, just die
we believe in our lives
i’m a shark in the sea
you’re a sheep in the meadow
we are not equal
don’t stand on my level
wе’re sinister council
we pray on thе weak
[?] religion
and kiss their f-cking feet
speak for yourself and
do what you love
i’m the voice of truth
don’t listen to the bugs
this world is corrupt
we do nothing but shrug
(we do nothing but shrug)
i know we’re not
come sliding by
all these people i’m
some crazy guy
making music just to get f-cking famous (no)
no, expressing my emotions
just face it (b-tch)
and if i don’t?
then imma k!ll myself
no joke
put a bullet in my head
and i’m out
ponder suicide, no doubt
f-ck (i don’t give a f-ck)
[bridge: shinigami]
b-tch comes through
b-tches come through
b-tches come through
they be sipping my ether
pale to the bone
yea

[verse 2: shinigami]
b-tches come through
they be sipping my ether
pale to the bone
i’m the f-cking grim reaper
don’t pull out your blade
if you know that your weaker
[?] playing chest with the
blood f-cking seeping
b-tches know that i’m creeping
i’m watching and plotting
while you remain sleeping
don’t worry ’bout us
b-tch you know that we eating
my window rolled back down
while my pulse isn’t beating
sinister council
b-tch better know that we’re
running the crypt
don’t take life for granted
i’ll end that sh-t
with a fl!ck of my wrist
i’m just slitting these b-tches
with motherf-ckers when we
hop out the whip
i haven’t slept in three days
i’m just pondering
how i get out of this sh-t
six six seconds till i pull with a katana
wulf green blades like bones in a honda
looking for next victim
cruising in the ’86
b-tch rolled my dope
now she wanna suck on
my d-ck, woah
i haven’t felt sh-t since june
numb to the touch
so i can’t feel you
finna lounge on the couch
watching samurai champloo
thinking that you f-cking know me
but you never had a clue
i’m just fine
don’t need to rewind
don’t look at my eyes
like i won’t make you die
my brain is fried
from all of the time
i pushed down the window
and tried to die, f-ck
now these hoes
is my weakness
but i know they just teasing
i’m living my own life
i don’t give a f-ck if i’m
not pleasing jesus
[outro – mainly static]
this one is the golden one

- sinister council

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