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Apathy - Prince of Vengeance (feat. Wildcard) lyrics

Artist: Apathy

album: Tour Lords


These are the secrets of a lost art. For the very first time we're going to show you Wizards and Warlocks of olden times
Telekentics ain't strong enough to move me, two tsunami's couldn't do me
Plus I'm prominently promisin' I'm ominous and moody
Like a comet when he's shootin, bombin' on the run and cruisin'
With some hydroponic chronic marijuana in his hoopty
An anomaly abusin' a conglomerate of groupies
Like piranhas now you with chalana pen and roofies
And I'll dominate a booty like it's Monica Bellucci's
Make her pussy walls collapse I'm Osama to the coochie
I'm Obama to this music fucking Change Now
...and novacaine, emotion flow and flames out
Plus my voltage and velocity will blow your brains out
Just like Superman if he came in Lois Lane's mouth
No more. [?]
Hope this music shit finally pays off and I make checks
Or I'm stuck in drug stores buyin' shit to make meth, motherfucker
Practicioners of Solomon's magic are not Satanists who make pacts with the Devil, they are spiritual explorers in the deep caverns of the mind
Mind Torture
Make a House of Pain out your brain
And when the scalpel shave it's redder than a Falcon's game
Douse out the flames with turpentine I work for Why I need a biscuit this razor will merc you fine
Time to get nice it feels right that I'm a boss
Autograph tracks with my signature flow (of course)
All I need is a 30 minute TV ad
Before and after pictures naked bitches tokin' weed sacks
With the seat back in the Audi A8
My EPK is mean with PPK's and dead presidents face paint
The feds knock pictures but they throw the book at me
So I'm Sasquatch, see me get a good look at me (that's him!)
Your Commodore-64 raps are under process
I'm the W.O.P.R. mainframe from War Games here to play chess
Get gas, yeah the hunt is on
Twin shotty so don't need to know which side the pump is on
These are the secrets of a lost art, by which Wizards and Warlocks of olden times evoked Holy Angels and evil lesser spirits
Bi-polar, cold and hot, Colder than the kid who took the safety off a loaded Glock
Rode and locked, globe i trott
Thinkin' 'bout the shows I rocked
Strange bitches all in my bed like fuckin' Goldie Locks
No one's got shit on Dirty Version I'm serious
I'm accustomed to custom and I say fuck just to hear the shit
And I'm crushing you fuckers and leave' you stuck in delirium
Throw the towel in, like we 'bout to fuck on her period
Oh! What the fuck! (I'm sorry!) that's my mom's favorite beach towel! (I didn't know) You gotta tell me when this shit is going on man it looks like I smashed a Jelly Roll in my face! (Celph: Hahaaa, what is your problem) *laughing*

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