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04. can’t get away (ft. dmize)

[vect]
you can’t get away it does no good to hide
no one to stop me, don’t pray or cry
the breed of the night has come for you
end of the line as we surround you
you can’t get away it does no good to hide
no one to stop me don’t pray or cry
it’s seek & destroy, you understand that?
either way it don’t matter, we are gonna get that

[vect]
run, run, run but it doesn’t help none
my pray is loose, i’m chasing you like slugs from a gun
i been wanting to catch up with you for some time
share some leaded words with you when the gun rises
i’m the shark in the deep water, your brеathing was a bother
sooner or later, it was gonna еnd regardless
in this world you don’t know who’s your assassin
that’s what you’ll see when i find ya & slash ya
this ain’t a fight, it’s death to the 111th degree
i can’t allow mercy, none for the enemy
my t–th clench together when i think about my rival
my eyes fall black with thoughts so homicidal
madness is immersed in my head, this ain’t pretend
lost in elastic images splashing bloodshed
it thrills to feel this realness & suspense
stalking then ridding you is pure f-cking justice
[dmize]
you can’t get away from a k!lla on a mission
your head is the target & i aim with precision
explosive like glycerin, scientific like a specimen
dissect & strip the meat from the bones of the skeleton
your question, it’s irrelevant, so don’t even bother
there is nothing you can offer to the gods of the altar
the prayers of your father, old ladies on they walker
the smoking remains of a failed unabomber
bow your head in disbelief, let the stress grit your t–th
from the desert of the duke to the las vegas streets
we playing for keeps, your cranium i seek
i use it as my bowl for my breakfast when i eat
you can’t get away ’cause i got you in my scope
& if i’m up close, my knife to your throat
your blood you will choke, you’re losing all hope
as you lay in a puddle & the pistol just smokes

[vect]
the f-ck you thinking??! you ain’t going anywhere b-tch!

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