King Syze - Headless Ritual lyrics

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King Syze - Headless Ritual lyrics

[Hook][2x] Now memories are all we can cling to Now memories are all we can cling to [Verse 1: Blacastan] I see paint brush strokes of the past no joke If you ain't hood enough, you can get your pa** revoked Dope fiend yoke these young boys fiend for this coke I'm off of my dean Everyday I'm losing more hope n***as scramble on a avenue with bundles of dope Cause we gamble for the revenue with guns in our coats We know Obama is the president, but none of us vote Jakes be running in our residence to bomb us with smoke [Verse 2: Apathy] Get your esophagus choked Tossed in a bottomless moat Invade your pyramid temples and leave your obelisks broke Napoleon shooting the Sphinx' nose Solomon pimps hoes Y'all be touching little boys and lamping in pink clothes Sticking who*es backstage searching for my signature Roaming through a maze 'till they come across the Minotaur I don't need a metaphor To tell you what I get 'em for Ap hold it down like Magneto on a metal floor [Hook] [Verse 3: Zilla] I'm a persuasive a** metal toting Mexican cat Americano with a bottle of that poisonous rap Call me Zilla, ain't no filler when I'm feeling my stacks Leaving you struck on every side like very bar was a match, yeah It's never kosher when supporters ain't copping ya sh** Signing your poster like "I thank you for rocking my sh**" Hit you with dosages of that murderous bodying clique Until the memories are stuck in your bottomless pit [Verse 4: Vinnie Paz] Married a Glock to the clip I am impossibly sick I am the atrocity that carried the mosh to the pit (New York hardcore) I just think of y'all as innocuous sh** Moet Chaundon, y'all are just bottles of piss Vinnie fire starter when phosphorous lit Every beat is wild heavy with monstrous kick Computer talk rapper y'all an anonymous b**h Y'all ain't hard when it's time to just ball up the fist [Hook] This one time I begged you, forgive me Just this one time I beg you, forgive me Come back [Verse 5: King Syze] I've been repping since a kid now I'm a grown man doing it I pool your blood, drain your body till it's fluidless Come with your religion, put that logic on the crucifix I evolved from energy, energizing your foolishness I'm listed in the Holy Grail on my way to Heaven Compare your resume's your Testament's not testing 'em I'm like Floyd Mayweather at taking time off I come back with no ring rust and break y'all off [Verse 6: Planetary] I'm a serious sickness, no cure for my ridiculousness Now bare witness man my syllabus as ill as it gets Pharaoh, bow and arrow, double barrow, narrow grave digger Battle cry, battle hymns, shatter all you made n***as That's how I live, my vernacular is spectacular b**h Twin Accuras, we riding out and blasting your kids Ap and Blac, back to back, put a crack in your ribs And that's that, we back, Syze, that's what it is