celinee, Rootz Massiah & Crooks – X Academy video
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celinee, Rootz Massiah & Crooks – X Academy (Official Video)
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[SADISTIK]
Preacher told me boy there’s a demon in your soul
I do psychedelics see the sequences in code
LA from Northwest seagulls mean I’m home
Relish in the torment needles in the bones
Kill em all kill em all, follow the pack
Digital chemicals swallow the tab
When I go in then no bottle’s intact
Inner so liminal hollow and cracked
Hop on a track and it’s Suicide Club
Pockets are packed with the fuel to my buzz
God on a canvas I drew with my blood
Talking to shadows like who can I trust?
Bud that I have I can stuff in a swish
Cuts on my hand cover sun from the prints
Summer of Sam come and run with the kid
Summon a Sam to run nothing but Tricks
No one, no one, code of the shogun
Poke some holes in your clothes with a ghost gun
Go with the spirits, unholy appearance to match
Show me your tears in a vat
Pierced in the back, I’m becoming amiss
I peered in the cracks, there’s nothing to miss
The mirrors are black, it’s just an abyss
You veer in my path, get gutted like fish
[FATBOI SHARIF]
Lense elevated clear alcohol level
Saw a devil in the moonlight
Psychedelic substance psalms several praised God
Dig up her bones in the graveyard
Black walls breeding air overdosed seance
Myan assaulted close image
Murder at midnight appear comatose kinship
UFO autopsy pulse risen
Fire pit swallowed earth final trip home
Forming cult visit
Circle head spin regimen flatline veteran
Moon cypher sharpen specimen
Bullet shells for spiderweb
Dinner munch anger prescription meds
Smelled the fear of a dead orgy
Served cyanide designers head
[SADISTIK]
My soul is so acidic a skull that’s soaked in cynics
I sewed specific holes closed I hope the ghosts don’t get in
Holding tightly going 90 but the terror caught up
Right beside me is the wifey on the terracotta
Begin again there’s an art to the disfigurement
We’re into sin turn the darkness to magnificent
I’m different never them death to sycophants
Switzerland shed my skin and then I switch again
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Lyrics:
Beethoven was black
Truth is a key
Only time I rap on a cord I’m not a puppet to string
Victoria thong colored pink
These n***** all up my a**
A lot of y’all I don’ passed
Surround my GRAMMY with glass
How I caught cases I still ain’t got my roses
I’m waiting / I bought some vases, hmmm
I laugh at everything these used to say
Used to say judge me, call me ugly
Still I never changed my face
Just my place on your list
I’m top five / I couldn’t let a b**** top me if I was bi
I couldn’t let a n**** top me if I was TDE
Ab-Soul they can’t see me
N***** hate / now they spin the block like a CD
Periodically tables turn like H-e, Helium
God will rise / I see through Nip eyes a real G
Hold up, wait a minute
Some of y’all might listen more if I throw some
P**** in it
Some of y’all p**** innit’ ya
Wheewww, ya b****
When I lose, the city got my back like the Knicks
In the center of the storm like Patrick, y’all average
Y’all can’t f*** with what I average
Three classics back-to-back
One GRAMMY out the door, I’m coming for four more
No chase, just attraction
Turn your career into a caption, mine a Wiki
Doing rain dances like Missy, I can’t stand y’all
I’m AI with the band on
You’re artificial, my art official like Basquiat
Y’all n***** in boxes while we just box a lot
Been fighting my way through for this culture we call hip-hop
What y’all mean y’all don’t like this?
I really think you n***** is jealous ’cause y’all ain’t write s***
I know all of your writers, haha, b****
Raise my seat up in this b**** like a bar mitzvah
All my Black Hebrews, Hebrews, we stand with you
Kyrie, we stand with you
Kanye, we do not f*** with no Hitler
We don’t stand with genocide in Gaza neither
The Congo, Sudan, all of my people
We all equal
Until I start rapping
That ain’t equal
Ya b****
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LYRICS
better shape up and get them squares out ya circle
if all these niggas bosses then tell me who the workers
cause these niggas lurking
pull up like leaving hurter
they talk about them murders
till they ride behind them hearstes
present is the past in a second
so count your blessings
the lesson in the essence
that snatch u out adolescence
they woke me up inside
like listen to evanesence
was microphone checking
at seven
no half stepping
pull the weapon
on a reverend
and tell him run the collection
if he hesitate a second
im sending his ass to heaven
they woke up the monster
so i divide and conquer
I ponder
going bonkers
then knocking out ya chompers
I wonder
why they somber
when they stand in front of your honor
but when they in them streets
they going nuts like conker
big big guy
dropping them small fries
like a lunch rush came in
and everybody called in
these niggas want the smoke
like twenty twin twin
use to get hit with bricks
like Deebo at the end
If getting money a sin
I’m going straight to hell
I sold all my shares
that’s why y’all stocks fell
well well well
im leaving em all pale
snatch a rapper soul
make him a shell of hisself
I’m lifting all them curses
with what I do with them verses
God of the underground
change channels on them commercials
surface level im grounded
taking em deep to drown you
type great white
surrounded by flounder
out here in them streets
keep them niggas
from round you
they purpose
Is a circus
And these niggas
A clown you
they minstrel
with the pencil
a burden to instrumentals
I put it to your temple
and turn a nigga to lentil
in Bruno magli shoes
I’m leaving tracks orenthal
essential with utensils
im chopping with the gensu