Shroud

Album: Special Effects (2015)
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  • I can't breathe anymore
    I've gone the distance
    Can't see me anymore
    The darkness has overcome
    I don't wanna be part of this
    But I let it take me
    So I let it take me
    Now it's dripping all over me

    We on this Earth as we hell raisers
    We crave good life but born into this dead-zone
    I've searched for answers from my female maker
    In the cemetery but they never produced her headstone

    Black as ever like shabba
    Thick and oozing like lava
    See this room with my Prada, dadda
    Must've came from my father
    'Cause my momma, was an angel
    But this thang grow, insane bro
    (Insane woah)
    This is darkness accumulated
    Over the years the heartless but fools I made it
    Over to here on the TV
    Cops kill a man 'cause he's trying to buy a BB Gun
    (BB Gun)
    What's gonna happen when they see me come
    Really run
    (Really run)
    I'm 'bout to just boom
    Take the madness
    Let it explode and shake the masses
    Shroud that I carry here to break the rabbits
    And awake the maggots
    I hate your habits
    (I hate your habits)
    Your evil's consuming me
    Now my heart and brain together in unity
    Darkness
    'Cause ain't no opportunity

    I can't breathe anymore
    I've gone the distance
    Can't see me anymore
    The darkness has overcome
    I don't wanna be part of this
    But I let it take me
    So I let it take me
    Now it's dripping all over me

    They say my metamorphosis made a monster
    In so many ways this statement might be true
    Your plan right from the start was divide and conquer
    So what do you think I see when I see you?

    Give me your wishes
    Give me your hit-list
    Bring all the wicked
    I'm 'bout to show you I'm vicious
    Ligaments and Sriracha's delicious
    No stopping for tickets
    Don't make me give the crooked coppers the business
    (Coppers the business)
    I was suspicious
    Wearing your anger
    During your danger
    Swearing whore wrangler
    Don't let me close to y'all
    If you touch it it's like an overdose of Propofol
    I be the ghost of all
    That wanna vote for hogs
    I gotta go tomorrow
    (Go tomorrow)
    Licking my lips, Ow!
    Burn my tongue
    I need a germ to come through me
    And worms are gonna lay stagnant
    I'm an avid madman
    See the evil I grab
    It stick to me like a magnet
    You can have it
    (You can have it)
    Rack, I'mma clack on they asses
    Brack!
    Brack!
    Brack!
    Give the evil no passes

    I can't breathe anymore
    I've gone the distance
    Can't see me anymore
    The darkness has overcome
    I don't wanna be part of this
    But I let it take me
    So I let it take me
    Now it's dripping all over me Writer/s: KEBBE JOSEPH BISHARA, SUMMERS MICHAEL, WATSON SAMUEL WILLIAM CHRISTOP, YATES AARON DONTEZ
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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