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49th Octave - Art of Distruction Lyrics



49th Octave - Art of Distruction Lyrics




Rolling slow mo with the clique
Off the shits
Man I pull up real quick
With a bitch up in the whip
Cyanide in the spliff
Got my mind real stiff
Call it Riga mortis
Think I need a Med Kit
Terrorize on site
Terror in your eyes
Got that heat on me
Bombs in the hard drive
When I drop this shit, its about to be a genocide
713, and you know thats until I die

Vans turn to Red Bottoms
When I get to curb stomping
Dope up in my nose
Gold got my jaw locking
Rhymes stay froze
My heart is like the f*cking Arctic
This ain't no joke
We about to dismember bodies...
Sorry for apologies
Im chomping beats like Dahmer did
Rotten teeth and sanity, I been an addict since a kid
Need a pad and paper but I cant find my klonopin
Words melt steel beams unlike what Osama did

Get the f*ck out the way
Yeah Im cracking the pavement
When you see my face
Know youre dealing with bloodshed
Paint the town red
Now everybody dead
Wanna free your mind?
Put a Glock to your head
Feel like Dr. Lector, Ill eat you alive
Bleeding out, Ill f*cking leave you to die
Lyrical killers always down to ride
So when you hear the screaming in the night
Run for your life

Rolling slow mo with the clique
Off the shits
Man I pull up real quick
With a bitch up in the whip
Cyanide in the spliff
Got my mind real stiff
Call it Riga mortis
Think I need a Med Kit
Terrorize on site
Terror in your eyes
Got that heat on me
Bombs in the hard drive
When I drop this shit, its about to be a genocide
713, and you know thats until I die

F*cking up everything in my life
Cant f*cking breathe
They say the grass is green, but its covered up by fallen leaves
Every f*cking morning, Im waking up to my own death scene
You wanna walk in my shoes?
You gotta make your family bleed
Stains on the cloak building up like my Susanoo
Seeing through the shadows like the f*cking Mangekyou
Wanna talk shit?
My clique gonna roll
Ill pull up real quick just to leave with your throat

Zero to One Hundred, man Im psycho, mobbing
Caution
$pectro boutta be a f*cking problem
So lets take a trip through the mind of a monster
Sleepy by me, we divide and conquer
Running from something, I dont know what it is
But I know its not you, cuz I left you in a ditch
But i still fall in love with the same f*cking sins
Kill my demons so I can finally live

Rolling slow mo with the clique
Off the shits
Man I pull up real quick
With a bitch up in the whip
Cyanide in the spliff
Got my mind real stiff
Call it Riga mortis
Think I need a Med Kit
Terrorize on site
Terror in your eyes
Got that heat on me
Bombs in the hard drive
When I drop this shit, its about to be a genocide
713, and you know thats until I die
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Rolling slow mo with the clique
Off the shits
Man I pull up real quick
With a bitch up in the whip
Cyanide in the spliff
Got my mind real stiff
Call it Riga mortis
Think I need a Med Kit
Terrorize on site
Terror in your eyes
Got that heat on me
Bombs in the hard drive
When I drop this shit, its about to be a genocide
713, and you know thats until I die

Vans turn to Red Bottoms
When I get to curb stomping
Dope up in my nose
Gold got my jaw locking
Rhymes stay froze
My heart is like the f*cking Arctic
This ain't no joke
We about to dismember bodies...
Sorry for apologies
Im chomping beats like Dahmer did
Rotten teeth and sanity, I been an addict since a kid
Need a pad and paper but I cant find my klonopin
Words melt steel beams unlike what Osama did

Get the f*ck out the way
Yeah Im cracking the pavement
When you see my face
Know youre dealing with bloodshed
Paint the town red
Now everybody dead
Wanna free your mind?
Put a Glock to your head
Feel like Dr. Lector, Ill eat you alive
Bleeding out, Ill f*cking leave you to die
Lyrical killers always down to ride
So when you hear the screaming in the night
Run for your life

Rolling slow mo with the clique
Off the shits
Man I pull up real quick
With a bitch up in the whip
Cyanide in the spliff
Got my mind real stiff
Call it Riga mortis
Think I need a Med Kit
Terrorize on site
Terror in your eyes
Got that heat on me
Bombs in the hard drive
When I drop this shit, its about to be a genocide
713, and you know thats until I die

F*cking up everything in my life
Cant f*cking breathe
They say the grass is green, but its covered up by fallen leaves
Every f*cking morning, Im waking up to my own death scene
You wanna walk in my shoes?
You gotta make your family bleed
Stains on the cloak building up like my Susanoo
Seeing through the shadows like the f*cking Mangekyou
Wanna talk shit?
My clique gonna roll
Ill pull up real quick just to leave with your throat

Zero to One Hundred, man Im psycho, mobbing
Caution
$pectro boutta be a f*cking problem
So lets take a trip through the mind of a monster
Sleepy by me, we divide and conquer
Running from something, I dont know what it is
But I know its not you, cuz I left you in a ditch
But i still fall in love with the same f*cking sins
Kill my demons so I can finally live

Rolling slow mo with the clique
Off the shits
Man I pull up real quick
With a bitch up in the whip
Cyanide in the spliff
Got my mind real stiff
Call it Riga mortis
Think I need a Med Kit
Terrorize on site
Terror in your eyes
Got that heat on me
Bombs in the hard drive
When I drop this shit, its about to be a genocide
713, and you know thats until I die
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Writer: Jackson Speets, Mario Doval- Garcia
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