venom free - bliss & deeare (ascended masters) lyrics
cobra spits, bite venom with styles rough like denim
my verse tough type, bet ‘em
declare war, i’ll send ‘em one by one
we the gods, they the generals
pick ‘em off with the lyrics
take them to their maker
‘cause the last person you’ll be seeing is the undertaker
f*cking fakers, posies, you never rise to the occasion
you stepping to me is like babies solving math equations
man your battle*stations ‘cause the ship’s going down, f*cking clowns
should’ve never stepped to the sounds of the underground
test me, but you can never stress me
‘cause praying to the gods, you’d be better off being blessed by me
have you on your knees in the booth, confessing by me
i’m the priestess, you’re the sheep
i’ll have you screaming in your sleep
cast a voodoo spell with that magic
you waking up in a coffin, creep
ain’t no way you stopping me or even copping me
you rapping with me is like [?] tryna change their biology
never happens so you can quit the rapping
i’m slapping dudes, they dropping the mic, and then the crowd gets to clapping
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