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letra de part iv: witchcraft - the dishonest few

[verse 1: prop dylan]
salute the mind reader – make your cranium melt
while puttin’ names on the shelves like ikea
i’m a wild hyena – y’all zebras in my peripheral
subliminal phenomenon – knowledge is metaphysical
livin’ proof – it’s the motormouth dieseled up
watch the throne as i choke ‘em out
a.i. intelligence – welcome to the lonely child’s
haunted house – where no red carpеts rollin’ out
wow – diamond plated minded head strong
you tеflons either live right or you’re dead wrong
roam with pros or they’re ex cons
gods like arm leggah leg arm
it’s on – seen the world reach oblivion
the wrong turn – far worse than senior citizens
deep deliverance – the shine’s high caliber
i and i – divine mind traveler

[chorus x2: follow him & everyone]
this is sinister witchcraft
we k!ll ‘em with b-tch slaps
and a sick laugh and it’s that fact
you’re not as wicked and you
get that – get that
get that – get that
get that – get that
get that – get that
[verse 2: henry bowers]
yo i’m good to go so hit me
my battle cry is ho! – call me lion-o – no richie
i’m oh so shifty – marchin’ with persistence
through a lit tunnel towards the darkness in the distance
i’m the unfortunate side effect of this whole scheme
they had me caught in the spider’s web but i broke free
wasn’t supposed to but i chose to cut all ties
now i’m goin’ toe to toe with my foes – what a surprise
never gonna let ‘em win again
i grip a lim and then rip it’s ligaments
cook it in a pot and then add a bit of cinnamon
f-ckin’ with the dean – who you think you are – edie finneran?
meet your bitter end in the apocalypse rookies
while i’m on the sh-tter eatin’ chocolate chip cookies
let it be known that bowers might not fight fair
run the city in the after hours like a night mayor

[chorus: follow him & everyone]
this is sinister witchcraft
we k!ll ‘em with b-tch slaps
and a sick laugh and it’s that fact
you’re not as wicked and you
get that – get that
get that – get that
get that – get that
get that – get that
[verse 3: soulsaga]
the lights go dim – the sky goes pink
and the wind goes -whoosh- as the night begins
my eyes are spinnin’ at the speed of thought
i keep walkin’ in peace through the deepest forest
the trees can talk – and explain the matter
but the leaves will fall – if you fail to answer
they’re made of plastic while i’m made of flesh
bad blood – runnin’ through my veins ‘til death
i stay connected on a higher plane
you see the faith in my eyes from a mile away
my new name is soulsaga – lo and behold
or so i was told by the mouth of madness – spit a thousand daggers
that’ll go for your throat at the sound of wackness
the hourglass is in the hands of time
but stand in line – ‘cause for as long as i’m breathin’ the sand’s in mine

[verse 4: son of light]
son of a dead knight – put a deer in the headlights
infect heat in your parasitic fahrenheit
marinate your nightmares – merry night
pack my sh-t up and emigrate like mennonites
shine on paper – pc and pen alike
your penny poppin’ is pitiful kid – i’m pennywise
your pen antenna – your tenament’s your predicament
i’m temperamental with heavy metal proliferance
they call me country boy bubba
i don’t stutter – drag my own name through the gutter
walked a long mile with a torn smile
and a strong mind – born with a raw hide
chains keep choking
colors keep changing
while your game stay broken
pain so potent when the melee opens
channel’s on live – keep your mayday floatin’

- the dishonest few

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