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Carnival of Souls (feat. Demoz)

[feat. Demoz]

[Verse 1:]

I'm the ape in the cage getting more amazing with age

AKs and grenades, matter fact I slay them with blades

They blatantly gays, faggots in berets in parades

And see my team is unbeatable, the stadium stage

Basically crazed, walking circles pacing for days

I'm basically dazed and lost inside a Satanist maze

Face the brigade, I hate you and I pray you get AIDS

I go hard on hard beats, y'all too lazy to shave

Too lazy to bathe and so y'all hate on the god

I'm sick of y'all eating off the same plate as the god

Y'all could never build or even conversate with the god

You shooting guns off, I would bomb a nation for God

(I'm a suicide bomber) y'all don't want no confrontation with God

Y'all are swine-eaters, that's abomination to God

So put some faith into God

The objective is to conquer fucking Satan with God

[Chorus:]

I think we got a problem, take me out this fucking column

See all these phony actors, I don't like these phony rappers

Fuck all the story telling, I don't like these phony fables

You niggas sound like cable, fuck you and your fucking label

I think we got a problem, Vinnie Paz a fucking problem

Masterati I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a fucking problem

Criticism from critics but we don't fucking care

All we hear is the drum beat and a fucking snare

[Verse 2:]

All I got is too much hate, not enough love

Too many plates, not enough grub too many snakes in the grass

I gotta kill one cause the gun ain't got enough slugs

Body under the belt, not enough blood

Shotty under the shelf, not enough slugs

Yous a bitch you ain't gon do shit suck a dick

Cause I been had your bitch in the lobby on drugs

I ain't no plug, I ain't no snitch

I ain't no blood, I ain't no crip

Motherfuckin hood where I be everyday

You don't like me come see me nigga I ain't no bitch

? for the last man damn man

You could be the man what they said

So I focused on the damn plan

Face straight like adjusting a handstand

Used to be shy now I'm focused like a hand can

Demoz say hello to the sand man

Gun pop, good god where your man layin

See that bitch right there with the damn tan

Couple shots put the bitch in the damn van

Take her home put her in the zone

Dick like an L she gon put it to the dome

Wack DVDs all these niggas in the streets

Showing niggas where they live and their fridge and their chrome chrome

Nigga please, do you really think I'm gonna show a motherfucking nigga where I live at

Jeopardize where my wife and my kids at

Come home find my young bull kidnapped

Nigga hit that L that you had cause you motherfuckin crazy if you think I will

Pistol Gang to the day I hang

When I see my death I'm gonna keep it real

[Chorus:]

I think we got a problem, take me out this fucking column

See all these phony actors, I don't like these phony rappers

Fuck all the story telling, I don't like these phony fables

You niggas sound like cable, fuck you and your fucking label

I think we got a problem, Vinnie Paz a fucking problem

Masterati I'm a problem, Jus Allah's a fucking problem

Criticism from critics but we don't fucking care

All we hear is the drum beat and a fucking snare

[Verse 3:]

You should make peace before we pull the peacemakers

I don't want the streets waking up the sleeping neighbours

I don't want police pacing up the streets later

But the killing has me feeling like a teenager

Sign your soul over, here's a blank piece of paper

I'll fill in the details, you can read it later

We should keep in contact, I may need a favour

It's not breach in contract, no releasing waivers

It's slavery and cheap labour, it's a decent bargain

It's monopoly, I'm landing on free parking

It's blood out here gotta keep my teeth sharpened

Gotta keep cream, gotta keep a green garden

You doing everything you can just to keep from starving

I'm Rastafarian and partying, usually with more than one darling

It's disheartening, bitches know I ain't Romeo or Prince Charming

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