Verse 1: (Adekt) (Ha, Gla** House Mothaf**ers, Triple 6, Listen) My talent Valid The gravity is ma**ive Feel it like a magnet You're living of yesterday Be in the present But not like an amputated head, That's wet from the blood drips Scripted philosophy of ripping corpses violently Bionically re-engineered d**h rap pioneer Spread fear like heals I will go down in history Mastery of eloquence Abstract vocalist Poetry is novelty Democracy's impressed by me Language arts dependent Inducing law amendments I produce a violent message I encourage ma** arrangements Although it is unethical I think it shows the mental work The worth of worthy gods at work Lurk with spirits Split realm reality I see the demons hovering I've seen this all my life I thought that I was normal Paranormal visions guided me Yo Clairvoyance of atrocities Evolved past empathy This is a Demons symphony Exposing all the burgundy It's third degree philosophy Expressing what's inside of me The first born scorn torn from a holy life But I don't give a f** thanks to the anti-christ Dull knifes Pop eyes Sick sixes b**hes Sigil of Baphomet We rep No regret Sickle swords detach heads Blood spreads on the torn dress (Uh Wa**up Motherf**ers! Osiris, Yeah, Tell Em' Wa**up Foo, It's The Mothaf**en Gla** House, Yeah, Aha Check It)
Verse 2: (Osiris) Yo I supply you with the specimen empowering d**h Hypodermic rusted needles infect the gash from witch you bled Unprotected s** inherit the virus to rot and stench We define the art of raw drench the flag in your blood then pledge To this cultivation genocide of allegiance we represent Try enjoying these seconds to your last breath Don't bother on a**uming in heaven you'll resurrect Its been said on most prophecies to hell is where your sent I'll cut inside of your lungs like fiber gla** polluting the the air Attend your coffin at your funeral like a pallbearer Carry on an obligation that delivers pain I'll stab you in the neck with your own f**ing rosary Make your blood thin like wayfaring sodium Triples sixes be the modem Study cadavers like an autopsy But im aware of its philosophy of how it came to be Im a dark rift aproaching to life I'll put you muthaf**ers to sleep like seroquel Be sure to read the guide lines specified by this franchise This evil tick will never stabilize Your terrified crys consult pristine harmony Im in this condition where all I can cause is nothing but demolition I wear this mask until the end of my satanic task Contaminate your health to where you won't last Fill the corpse entirely with sand Brah!