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Suspended Suspense
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Evil in its Pures Form AKA SplitSouL (written)
IP:
this is the first verse for "Evil in its Purest" a callabo with me and my boy Mikah, i dont got his verse cause he hasn't finished yet, but this shits gonna be hot, once we get it recorded ill send link,
yo im merciless destroyin hospitals, rapin nurses i drop my chronicle and let the evil disperse this my truths gospel causin the darkest of curses ((brought up in christianity, but now im burnin churches)) my unholy purpose is to fill corpses full of distortions simple coercions, cause me to put ya body in the worst of contortions your bloods absorbin into the fabric of persians im subterranian yet subtly sub-fuckin-urban i been learnin, how to keep murders occurin cut ya chest like a surgeon,leave ya breath purrin' leave less dna then the shroud of turin boil ya crew for my brew, charm the pope into stirrin' your vision be blurrin', speech be slurrin' the pain is to much feel the agony of splitsouls physical touch hard to decide how pricise my incisions will cut fuck it, rip ya flesh like the orifices of virginal sluts aight heres my boys Mikahs verse, Bodies get snatched before i capture they essance bitch slapped and raptured in one punishment session i've mastered aggression, channeled it to weak mc opression pain is the question, and im the professor of the lesson death is a blessin, and i bless kids often rip bodies from they coffin, necromancer tendencies show no sign of stoppin//dead bodies im harvestin'// leave spectators gawkin after im done with my croppin, like the two towers topplin, i destroy your existance, ya death is simplistic, what i do after that is the defining characterisic//throw ya body through a time schizm, do it again, make ya relive it, rip kings off the thrones where they sittin, chop em in more pieces then colors in a prizm//when im done i aint quittin i've just begun, when i confront, ya growth stunts like the expanding of overworked cunts, rip off ya legs, then force ya to run, dunn, its killas like us who make the world go round bodies get dropped off, and never again found, y'all scoff until the undead rip themselves outta the underground until rabid dogs escape from the pound, until ya'll paranoid shittless of every noise and every sound!! its still kinda ruff around the edges, he hasn't practiced over the beat yet, so when we get the true lyrics down, ill post those too but tell me what you think Last edited by SplitSouL : 07-16-03 at 04:07 PM. |
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