Necromancer - 73xv

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Axel Walters - Necromancer - prod. Sydwynder - Official Audio

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Song two from Insignia.
Lyrics:

produced: Sydwynder
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Insignia - EP:



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Wanna get f*cked up, and take high sh*t?
I'm sick of the bullsh*tted, "Mask killing virus"
Stone Cold, No Cap - these c*nts are lying.
I'm done with the hiding, slay Evil, Osiris.
Spine Kundalini , frontal lobe, touch free.
Kind me, break it down, politely and dumbly.
F*ck their mind, like, Peruvian blow.
Last thing I look forward to is shoveling snow.
One arm behind my back, swing a upper cut switch.
Gun make a hole in your @ss, bigger than government d*ck.
Yo, Mush on a sinister, carole tongue roughly.
Fragile hearts greet death sooner, voids are not lovely.
Claw from the wretched depths of Nightmare Stockade.
Doch alle ist komp-li-ziert, rotten and raw made.
Multi-linguistic, know Spanish, and sign lan-
Take a human life form, not just an odd trade.
Rare and sacred, Jade laid in a charred blade.
To get this level, clear out your mind space.
Tattoos every where, release pain to have art veins.
A blind fool sits mellow, thinking that time waits.
Height right, type set, on that Zeitgeist.
Pull out that knife knife, telling him night night.
I'm super tight, fresh ripe, with that fame hype.
Yall warriors, I see em online, and type type.
My fights are solo, p*ssies do jumping.
Fists are punching, it's your face I'm hunting.
My style is cold, autocratic Russian.
I said Syd, make a beat, he said "How crunchy?"
Death rate in my mind, are one in one thousand.
Finally come to terms with, what I'll allow in.
Bullsh*t is fried meat, 7 years astounding.
Don't eat corpses, unless there humans ....Wow him.
Kill mans, One swing, Blunt stun
Apocalyptic, Kryptonite, Run run
Death to crack fiends, they tax me , pass me.
A fifth of alcohol, so spirits surpass me.
F*ck mind control, politics, do wrong.
Don't support the things the do, I make true songs.
Probably mellow out, when somebody dies b*tch.
Do some sick sh*t that make Dracula's nerves twitch.
Owe no debts, I only accept favors.
Grime in the morning, so I don't kill my neighbors.
Money is a poison, every one knows the flavor.
One half is angry, one half shows behavior.
I take control, how I live, supreme prime.
Mental is advanced, I'm ahead of my time.
I take control, how I live, supreme prime.
Mental is advanced, I'm ahead of my time.
Push em over the edge with a rope, no bungee.
His neck snapped quickly, I enjoyed it, bluntly.
Hands on the ready, please no soul touch me.
This beats so hard, it's illegal in 9 countries.
Wine glass full, my heart played, harm slayed.
As for my soul , part slave , part Saved.
As for my soul, part slave, part Saved.




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