Graves 33 - Go Time lyrics

[VERSE 1: Graves 33] The kids don't know what they eat will probably hurt ‘em The dead carca** mea bloody cadaver after murder Knife to flesh burning soap stones and fatal burgers Mad cow, Bilderberger and mason merger Faint they murmur hatred in the ways of ancient Pergatory stories cloaked to bore me jason herbavorheez Ever to pepper the better of man but I bet we don't land with our body in tact Unless react to facts of government crumbling covenants Expect to see, politicians stumbling fumbling words Curb stomp to open jaws of life or d**h flown the birds Gliding south, mouth of the best bombardment Birth control is mandatory got it's own department Every villain seeking variety fighting over the garments Cash enslaves your appetite got the gold for garnish Diamonds dull the varnish, acid reign for tarnish Caught up in my conquest, stuck in Satins armpit With hardship, copy carbons, and sloppy marshins Godly mosh pit, army fog ship, hardly saw the sh** Coming when the carne dropped hits Of L.S.D to eye drips We slide quick into our third minds a trip... [HOOK] Geometric shapes and angles perspective neglected 3DMT pm the daylight running for Shade and blades of glory soaring through the could talk to gods when I'm aloud the Only human left bring to redemption. blessed by my henchmen testified by dead men [VERSE 2: Graves33] They only keep us alive to fill positions in the factories When actually we bleed to feed the ma** machine Tragically this makes me feel like activating, detonating Heavens waiting patiently the rest of hell's procrastinating Pastor's taking hooters in the crack house. gla** vows Thats how the straight and narrow black out smash out The windows of the pentagon with the wind And drop your burners on the front doors of the vatican I'm back again... With a brand new motive, coated in corrosion Krylon and Rustoleum, inertness an island floating in the ocean, loaded with devotion To the life of evil potions, coasting in to home base I'm born in locomotion, harness the emotion The beats get you open, guardian of Oden Keep the subs scoping, got ‘em on my payroll Pocket 50 paso's, a mouth to put the soap in [HOOK] Geometric shapes and angles perspective neglected 3DMT pm the daylight running for Shade and blades of glory soaring through the could talk to gods when I'm aloud the Only human left bring to redemption. blessed by my henchmen testified by dead men [VERSE 3: Graves 33] The worst thing about being President is that your born of incest, pestilence A resident of pagan rituals Birth right heir of stolen land chosen hands calissed with the karma of a spilt chalice Everyone blames you cause your a puppet no relation to the puppeteer Dangling from nathan Code words, red bu*tons pushed beyond distinction a cold world of filth floundering us to Extinction