Lyrics:
best shot
On no, sabotage, I can't stop
The devil went down to Georgia
Pride and joy with a barracuda
It's raining blood on me
The cult of personality
Karma doesn't exist
Karma doesn't exist
Go around life just throwing fists
Start a cult, steal a car, fucking 666
The devil don't care and got ain't
Korea, spires aimin' at the sky
Radio subversive, playing Gershwin, advertising time
Larger than life outsider, creates a cult around him
Building
introduces salt
To the earth assaults at what's called a cult
Two percent involves humans that's evolved
Humans can't resolve music as an art
Being sold
to work in a climate of deadly traditions
Our symptoms of rage have written pages in blood
The bible, the Quran, and other various cults
Have followed men
Waiting to be courted in righteous
Bats to come around
Look at how cute the kids are, imagine how happy they'll be in heaven
4 laps around the cult
we still together
Only way out is to die we a cult
Under a spell first day I met her
I know she'll never bail cause we bond
You snatched my soul yea I
the rain (reign) for my cult (coat)
Its not in vein i hope
At times i'm arrogant
All times i'm passionate
Sometimes i'm adapting with
Outside inhabitants
Parody of “(Don't Fear) the Reaper” by Blue Oyster Cult
Fallen times have come. We can't turn and run
Stephen didn't fear the people,
Not even when
Parody of “(Don't Fear) the Reaper” by Blue Oyster Cult
Fallen times have come. We can't turn and run
Stephen didn't fear the people,
Not even when
Um copo de whisky, um copo de amor
Dois copos, dois dedos de fumo, façum favor
A gente cai nos mesmo truques, mesmo os looks
Camisa colorida é cult
Put ya money where mouth is
Mobbin' with my Cult
This is real life we about it
Paying no attention to the rumors that they starting
Grown men acting
could find
I wondered what was the purpose of this strange cult
To quench the thirst of my curiosity I decided to step in
The very moment I put my feet
unison sending my units in writing a eulogy last that they heard of em
Sip on that drink watch em drop like a cult
Why he so fucking cold think he made
You got some
Influence
People gon brand you
A cult
Stead of
A movement
But I got vision
That's more than
A pot to piss in
I hear harmony
In kisses
in radical federal counter measures against such cult-like activity
It seems to be only a matter of time
as plastic gods rise
Hollow consumer seek eternal life
Bowing their heads, they empty their mind
Dissolved in the masses, a parish of eyes
Cult of the profit,
The curse of the cult.
The head of the family,
A witchhunter named Mead,
had burned their leadser at the stake;
Soon he'd regret his deed.
Pain from Devil's
of a cult
And as a result,
You insult the intelligence of an adult
With your bitch made bubble gum, fifth grade
Lyrics that couldn't cut it with
considera como as vezes,
Um cárcere que impede de provar alguns valores, perdoa meus devedores, preço de aprender valores ...
Num papo cult com você baby...
a messenger on full assault
Woke up in a cult, yeah
Death or doubt, I'll do without
Run the route, like a paper boy
All about my paper, boy
Death or doubt,
the Colt
F**k with me, get a jolt
Ritual like a cult
B***h you already know
Don't f**k with me and my medicine
This all we need, no jettison
Mastermind
It's just starting over again
Why try to find yourself baby
When you can choose to be somebody else
Strangers in a web of cult shock venom
Unwavering
a phantom with a cult like fandom
Cause I help em cope with life man that boy outstanding
Vito Corleone I’m the don these peasants selling lies to the sheep
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