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lirik lagu bohemian grove – sixthsenses

b*st*rdized
standards i
do despise
children cry
not a care for mortal lives
speak my peace delete the spite
frequencies are not so high
demons all deserve to die
sell your ass make numbers high
industry is all a lie

everyone is so relentless
kids on wayfair and craigslist
hedonism bring evil intentions
they’re afraid of ascension
got an altar with blood of the infants
hemoglobin permanence
hoping i didn’t forget to mention
the elite need repenting
for real

strike him a deal
he’ll give you anything if you reveal
the core of your being allow him to steal
everything that matters for the material
money plus the b*tches and the affluence
sold my soul now i be in the club that no one else is in
is this all there is? i’ve f*cking given all that i can give
grab the 22, i’m signing off no longer wanna live
what’d i do to you? i’m writing bars for your interpreting
bring each other down you projecting your emotions in
no one ever satisfied with life there’s something more to win
makes me wanna dig into my scalp remove the keratin

“let my choppa spin hit his brim imma take off all ur limbs”
ankle biters eating shins, are you hearing this?
everybody’s lyrics all fugazi all the wordplay it be lazy lack of effort make me crazy, are you serious?
shoutout to the artists who’s attacking people’s craniums with lyrical acid writing at night till they’re delirious
i think i’m too paranoid about the system world be f*cking up my rhythm, watch the news i know that i’m not hearing sh*t

adrenochrome
they breaking open baby skulls i say
flying like a gull to go to golden islands overseas
if you think the surface bad then go look at what’s underneath
wait they sealed up all the tunnels, funneled hedonistic greed
jeffrey epstein be molesting prep*b*scence so to speak
ghislaine maxwell didn’t cover up her tracks well don’t you think?
they consistently be lying out they pedophile t**th
and there’s even weirder sh*t if you go look on wikileaks

wait for moloch to speak to thee bout where the chickens be
i think y’all need a little history
lesson in preaching, see
im never hearing anything about some sh*t that speaks to me
from any of you motherf*ckers not ready to take the leap
so faithfully go scream about some sh*t
that isn’t gluttony
indulgence in everything doesn’t help that you’re a wannabe
narcotics, designer, gold timers, all nighters, idolatry
and n0body seems to give a sh*t about who they’re following
debauchery be awfully
corrupting we
presumptuously
be staying up all throughout the nighttime
pushing all the boundaries who the f*ck in their right mind
is f*cking with us
op, psyche, the music be
the frequencies, they speak to me
they telling me what to be in my lifetime
subliminally orchestrating everything in my mind
the imitation
bugging me, they want to be
celebrities, but they don’t see
the evil portrayed throughout the online
the people feeding negativity they paying no mind
to sh*t that matters
i’m aligned with destiny
don’t fall behind don’t retrocede
they waning away from the world that was mine
don’t pick up any pieces of the past that aren’t sublime
i know id never

never
run the wrong way
maybe i will hope i don’t fade away
aborting the children, contorted, their faces
scattered on the altar nausea contagious
carbon altered needlecast different places
astronaut lost, flying off in a sp*ceship
not looking back the elite are freemasons
acquiescence taking orders from rapists
owls fly throughout the night not the days it’s
quite the phenomenon
sculptures of objects with cobblestone
n0body’s paying attention they scrolling through social media believing what’s on the phone
trust politicians? i’m wishing that i was wrong
bout h*lla sh*t i’ve found out i’m still going strong
artistic uprising uh oh cointelpro
make me a martyr, go farther than where i’m known
let’s start a riot, peaceful if i may
writing what i know ain’t getting sold to eyes that i can’t see
illuminati wanna catch a f*cking body k!lling me
which’ll only tell me that i won the battle, never weak
no regretting my obsession with benevolence, i seek
pen mightier than the sword i’m recording h*lla heat
i consistently be rapping out my motherf*cking t**th
imma practice what i preach scream until saliva leaks

n0body ever speaks to me bout where the children be
i think y’all need a little lecture, direction to books to read
i’m never seeing anybody using their authority
to speak about anything important i’m a minority
and normally i never stop procrastinating ideas
sometimes i wish my family could understand how i feel
one day i starve myself another day i’m eating five meals
at least i don’t eat baby meat i’m preaching bout my ideals

- sixthsenses

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