Foreign Beggars, DJ Vadim - Black Hole Prophecies lyrics
[Foreign Beggars, DJ Vadim - Black Hole Prophecies lyrics]
We gather in celebration of life
When embracing the mic
One taste of my strife
Full straight from fight
Raising my right fist, blazingly hyped
Stating my right to recite
I'll be taking a flight
Lazin' above clouds, ravin' up high, I
Sail to my touchdown when I clutch
Crowds and I bust loud
And instruct how the rhyme
Form can be twisted, can be
Lifted above norms, handed visions
Random writtens that drop jaws
Making your clock pause, i'm
Shaming to clog pores, aiming to lock jaws
Changing the fuck laws
As we come to the fore
Inspired by the sweet scent of
Skunk from the floor
Words tumbling forth, crumbling hordes
In verses they stumble of course
And burst under my force
Survivors left with their wonder and awe
We exit stage left to a thunderous applause
He lives alone in a black hole
It's the bow legged masochist
Who's savage with a crack pole
He snatched souls
Ravaged whole towns and villages
Stole pounds with which he fills the
Cold mouth he dribbles with
He comes around you with his
Gold and brown vintage kicks
Trying to snoop around to use some
Old sounds from ninja flicks
They let him go about his business
Said he wasn't to be trusted since he
Tends to things with clenched fists
Iron Man slang is the one
With the vile tongue spit venom
Still spit yelling by the nile home
Ice-faced vagrants take flight like
A bird of prey
We murder, praise, first enslave vermin
Break their vertebrae
Pilot plans scams from the brain
Of the Sire scum higher strand math from a
Stray who defiles slums
We walk forward, make haste until the sundown
Living to the fullest
Feel like bullets from a thundercloud
He came to Earth to make
A mark on this existence
With a strategy so elusive most
Remark with thick indifference
It’s the visions of the ancients
Lost words of the episcopal
Risen from within, he sips a gourd that’s
Filled with pilfered souls
As though he walks amongst the damned
Holding nothing but a cold can
Of fiction in his hand
He was a storyteller, outlaw
Working on a masterpiece
Head amidst his hands
He chased the stars until the laughter ceased
A charming thief bestowed forth into oblivion
Caught past the millions of
Warlord’s forced dominions
The cohorts of billions, the raw stock simian
Forethought sought to spawn his
Brawn amongst his minions
He spread his wisdom with a strange grin
The Grand Wizard-Alchemist-Prison-Rat who
Chased skin
He played king to all those who drifted
The sweet taste of sin plagued the
Tin he pegged his lips with
I hobble home in the shredded
Threads of a borrowed robe
But my bottle holds sorrows in a hollow hold
See, I'm of the Apollo mold
Meaning I drift though space fireball
With a copper tone
Me, I run a rhythm like a cartel
Never stop giving them the sharp nail
Hard tale
We impart dark tales in the deep of night
Poised, the poison tips all sail
At the speed of light
Iron Man slang is the one with vile tongue
Spit venom
Still strip yelling by the hollow home
Ice-faced vagrants take flight like
A bird of prey
We murder, praise, first enslave vermin
Break their vertebrae
Pilot plans scams from the brain
Of the Sire scum higher strand math from a
Stray who defiles slums
We walk forward, make haste until the sundown
Living to the fullest
Feel like bullets from a thundercloud
When embracing the mic
One taste of my strife
Full straight from fight
Raising my right fist, blazingly hyped
Stating my right to recite
I'll be taking a flight
Lazin' above clouds, ravin' up high, I
Sail to my touchdown when I clutch
Crowds and I bust loud
And instruct how the rhyme
Form can be twisted, can be
Lifted above norms, handed visions
Random writtens that drop jaws
Making your clock pause, i'm
Shaming to clog pores, aiming to lock jaws
Changing the fuck laws
As we come to the fore
Inspired by the sweet scent of
Skunk from the floor
Words tumbling forth, crumbling hordes
In verses they stumble of course
And burst under my force
Survivors left with their wonder and awe
We exit stage left to a thunderous applause
He lives alone in a black hole
It's the bow legged masochist
Who's savage with a crack pole
He snatched souls
Ravaged whole towns and villages
Stole pounds with which he fills the
Cold mouth he dribbles with
He comes around you with his
Gold and brown vintage kicks
Trying to snoop around to use some
Old sounds from ninja flicks
They let him go about his business
Said he wasn't to be trusted since he
Tends to things with clenched fists
Iron Man slang is the one
With the vile tongue spit venom
Still spit yelling by the nile home
Ice-faced vagrants take flight like
A bird of prey
We murder, praise, first enslave vermin
Break their vertebrae
Pilot plans scams from the brain
Of the Sire scum higher strand math from a
Stray who defiles slums
We walk forward, make haste until the sundown
Living to the fullest
Feel like bullets from a thundercloud
He came to Earth to make
A mark on this existence
With a strategy so elusive most
Remark with thick indifference
It’s the visions of the ancients
Lost words of the episcopal
Risen from within, he sips a gourd that’s
Filled with pilfered souls
As though he walks amongst the damned
Holding nothing but a cold can
Of fiction in his hand
He was a storyteller, outlaw
Working on a masterpiece
Head amidst his hands
He chased the stars until the laughter ceased
A charming thief bestowed forth into oblivion
Caught past the millions of
Warlord’s forced dominions
The cohorts of billions, the raw stock simian
Forethought sought to spawn his
Brawn amongst his minions
He spread his wisdom with a strange grin
The Grand Wizard-Alchemist-Prison-Rat who
Chased skin
He played king to all those who drifted
The sweet taste of sin plagued the
Tin he pegged his lips with
I hobble home in the shredded
Threads of a borrowed robe
But my bottle holds sorrows in a hollow hold
See, I'm of the Apollo mold
Meaning I drift though space fireball
With a copper tone
Me, I run a rhythm like a cartel
Never stop giving them the sharp nail
Hard tale
We impart dark tales in the deep of night
Poised, the poison tips all sail
At the speed of light
Iron Man slang is the one with vile tongue
Spit venom
Still strip yelling by the hollow home
Ice-faced vagrants take flight like
A bird of prey
We murder, praise, first enslave vermin
Break their vertebrae
Pilot plans scams from the brain
Of the Sire scum higher strand math from a
Stray who defiles slums
We walk forward, make haste until the sundown
Living to the fullest
Feel like bullets from a thundercloud