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feel like god - sapph1r3 lyrics

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[intro]
if you don’t hear their drops
then this is not a true exclusive
haughhh
lord of the dead

[chorus: sapph1r3]
whole world in my hands
d*mn i feel like god
lord of the dead
boy, i am made of rot

sold out morgue yeah
we could never stop
blood on my chain
i can’t wash it off

wings made of ash
still i’m risin up above
voices in my head
say it never is enough

sold out morgue yeah
we creepin through the fog
i am who they fear
d*mn i feel like god
[verse 1: sapph1r3]
sapph1r3 morgue lord
steppin through the flames
i’m a bad man yeah
i’m stuck up in my ways

living for the dead
i’m the keeper of the graves
wanna try me
this can bе your last day

riding round 3am
burn the whole town
step to mе wrong
i’ll put you in the ground

far away from everyone
never heard a sound
lord of the dead
yeah, i rock a rotted crown

[chorus: sapph1r3]
whole world in my hands
d*mn i feel like god
lord of the dead
boy, i am made of rot
sold out morgue yeah
we could never stop
blood on my chain
i can’t wash it off

wings made of ash
still i’m risin up above
voices in my head
say it never is enough

sold out morgue yeah
we creepin through the fog
i am who they fear
d*mn i feel like god

[verse 2: kapital k!ller]
i’m ridin through cuter lane
searchin for some f*ck*sh*t
pullin up real quick
saph said he found some sh*t

something bout a notebook
nothing with some feelings in it
figured to write some names
to put down in a grave
familiar names on the daily
heard the morgue got em
something bout a clean up crew

saph and death
we don’t mean sh*t to you
this ain’t nothing new, you know what we bouta do
the morgue will take you through

we gon have a party for your death
ain’t no diddy, no arrests
heard she tell me take her breath
ima leave that hoe a mess

heard he talkin on my name
he must think this sh*t a game
all these hoes is just the same
we ain’t f*ckin with no lame

[chorus: sapph1r3]
whole world in my hands
d*mn i feel like god
lord of the dead
boy, i am made of rot

sold out morgue yeah
we could never stop
blood on my chain
i can’t wash it off

wings made of ash
still i’m risin up above
voices in my head
say it never is enough

sold out morgue yeah
we creepin through the fog
i am who they fear
d*mn i feel like god

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