Hypnotist Beats - When Crows Descend Upon You lyrics

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz] I'm just evil biologically, listen to y'all that make a mockery Anton LaVey is like a god to me I am not possibly a**ociated with your democracy Gary Heidnik is like a shah to me, go to war logically I conduct self Nostradamusly, I am Ibrahim's last prophecy Earth is my property, I am possessed like I'm an apostrophe Vinny Appice is like a star to me Paz swears silently, cut your f**ing head like a lobotomy Rape the f**ing beat like sodomy Nietzschean philosophy, I am a vampire, I'm proud to be I cannot be seen in your photography Vinnie an anomaly, I am not a part of God's colony Three inches of blood on my carpeting making things hard for me My own family won't talk to me, I have to pray to Allah constantly honestly [Hook: Demoz] I'm having nervous dreams, n***a this a murder scene Yellow tape around the booth, no one heard em scream He don't deserve to dream, n***a this a murder scene Yellow tape around the booth, I'm having nervous dreams I let my pistol bang, the Official Pistol Gang So what's the issue man? I can make a tissue hang I'm having nervous dreams, n***a this a murder scene Yellow tape wrapped around the booth, nobody heard em scream [Verse 2: Demoz] Underground like dirt and the oil Earth and the soil, I burn like boil Destroy rappers, King Kong ma**acre Bullets ricochet playing ping pong pa**engers Won't make it, the real won't fake it If something don't belong to you then don't take it A naked eye can look loyal but don't trust em That's why I chill with women, f** em but don't cuff em Cheat and won't treat em, beat em and won't eat em Leave em and won't feed em Believe me a cold demon, I am but I won't leave em Until that we both even Until she catch me f**ing a 20 year old Rican On top of the f**ing bed we make love and both sleeping Now that's the hundredth time she caught me with hoes cheating I think I got a problem with being faithful It's not that I ain't grateful, it's just something about me so hateful [Hook] [Verse 3: Jus Allah] I'm strutting with the black mask, can't pa** on the cash Relax on the gra**, can't slack on the slash There's no rest, there's no 2 and a half hour crash I'm all about the cash, outwit and outlast In ma** covered in black from gun powder blast Can care less if you wear a flag or a badge I'm trying to have mattresses of cash I'm trying to have the bachelor pad built up with packages and bags No matter how many bodies ama** in the trash I stay on the move, bad news travels fast I stay with the smoking weapon and no discretion It's a gross obsession, I keep it close under low detection Don't provoke me and don't ask any loaded questions I don't go for one soul, I want the whole collection Send you on that long road to perfection Murder all the men who swore an oath of protection