Anybody k**a - Synplicity lyrics

[Anybody k**a] Is my mind explicit cause I hang with a sinner Hand in hand with the Hatchet but it's nothin' familiar Non believers keep walking till we finally arrive Black smoke around the family with the red in our eyes Cold chills from the d**h, holding onto the past With a pistol to the temple cause your life movin' fast Devastated by the anger that you need to escape Right hand on the book, flip the page, choose your fate [Syn] Kiss the dead on the red moon night Will they cry, well I think they just might Torturing, what's a frozen tear This ain't hell, but I'd rather be there Spiderweb, makes it hard to move d**h awaits, yet I have nothing to prove Twisted soul, in my mental game Murder comes and goes with no kind of blame [Syn] Power drains as the dark becomes light Trapped motionless cause the chords are too tight What will ever become of this book that I hold Will the fire burn us like they told, Synplicity [Jamie Madrox] Rain drops fall from the dark night sky Bodies crawl from garbage cans and alley ways alike You can find me there in the shadows without a doubt Time for my people and me to come about Children of the river and the misunderstood Downtrodden and forgotten but still it's all good Now what you throw away is ours to keep You know the children need a pillow when they go to f**in' sleep [Syn] Your disease, it's quite infectious Once I know you're the object of my lust Acid rain, come on and stick out your tongue There's enough for each and every single one Right or left, c-c-come follow me Pyramids, l-lobotomy is necessary Crystal ball, it's just Synplicity Kings and queens, just show us where we should be, you motherf**ers [Syn] Power drains as the dark becomes light Trapped motionless cause the chords are too tight What will ever become of this book that I hold Will the fire burn us like they told, Synplicity [Blaze Ya Dead Homie] I was runnin' with a Hatchet down the block My leg got popped when I copped a dub at the dope spot Everybody out to get me everywhere I go Is it a sin to get your dick s**ed by a ho, f** no What about the fact that I bring the dope guns Stay outta my way and don't make me have to use one Can't help the feeling, my head overloads Pull the trigger and unload [Syn] Power drains as the dark becomes light Trapped motionless cause the chords are too tight What will ever become of this book that I hold Will the fire burn us like they told, Synplicity Synplicity