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Hopping out the booth got the strap by the runtz
My shooter say slime I treat um like a son
Call me for the pack I reup then it's done
I need

the name of our cult
Conquered by force and by book
Salvation's a trap to those who dare
To seek sanity in a madness stare

I am your God, rat, wake for me
I

repentance
What's the sentence
Guilty as charged but no one to mention it
Church were hushed by the culture
Cults of the age postmodern insult ya
We need to be

a growing up thing
And sometimes depends upon your upbringing
Raised by one and you was probably raised up by a legion
Your lower region probably made him

of a new oppressor
In the clearing we heard screams of our brothers
Dying by the greed of who want to be a king
Bloody swords sang in the night
The death

Surrounded by dark towers
And monoliths of ancient beings
The pulsing earth and sky
Is shifting around me

Sunken Dreams...
Eldritch Beings...
Sunken Dreams

Oh my Young fly guy come by off the chain word to Django 
Not try I'm just fire so I gotta stunt on you lame-os
Yeah my life is a movie, better buy

you follow rules
Turn around and say I'm in a cult
But look at the stuff that you do
You be spending yo money on demonic thangz
I pray The Most High

hoping I'd find my purpose one day
Lucky me, not long after life beat me to a pulp
I finally had joined this awesome music cult
But whaddya know, life's

fate 
Disintegrate 
Proxy warfare 
Unending war cults now begin the last 
Silent slaughters 
Resistance falters 
Proxy warfare 

Ten million dead by

dexterity
Cornered by Agares
Wielding the body of Orcus
I approach the Temple of Ares
The broken oath will be repaid
Speaking through the pythia
Darkest

a growing up thing
And sometimes depends upon your upbringing
Raised by one and you was probably raised up by a legion
Your lower region probably made him

& dabbling
This was by design
Nah it ain’t happen by accident
Going after the checks &
Bet my n**** I’m cashing it
If she was a dime in her prime
Bet that I

is not a good plan of attack

You wanna know how to really make it
Start a cult and let your ideas shape it
Let the people see who you are 
And why you

did.

and I just watched him succumb to your steps

and your higher powers

just call it what it is:

a shame based cult that helps a few and condemns

(If I knew that my life depended on finding
Something to be driven by other than validation
What would that even be? 
It's strange but the thought

Taken by surprise, held against your will
Led into the water, your lungs begin to fill
Laying of the hands, hold you under still
Cleansing of your

My biggest enemy is time
My biggest fear is going blind
I fear that one day I wake up and notice life passed me by
What you gon do cry?
Or you gon

not your fault, brainwashed by the cult
100% juice with no pulp

Your favorite rapper walk around in black pumps He's a chump, from the jump
Donald

And everybody gathers
Around the Funeral Pile
We dance, we sing, we kill
And all are pleased by the screams
Around the Funeral Pile
Bring the witches and tie them

Ain’t sell my name by the cult
Ain’t sell my shit by the side
I don’t came from any side
That’s all the thang hows my vibes
Came from the city u

Indoctrination is a violation of the human mind
Evil creeds forced into the mind of the young deceived
Putrid cult mentality livened by idle eyes

In caves deep underground
There's a forlorn lake
Consuming souls by design
It takes decades to reach it
Through deceptive maze
Its cult is still

Echoes of the primitive
Held so tightly by the mentally enslaved
Called the savior of the meek
The prophets false are lined with gold
Living off