LORD DISTORTION - Hulking Slumber lyrics
[LORD DISTORTION - Hulking Slumber lyrics]
Ceiling pealed evil on the cat walk
Squirm on the floor
Catch a needle in the asphalt
Nobody let up slip up and regret
Catch a case that's been a critical effect
Rushed until he sniffing in the scent
Boy, I don't deal with the god shit
Landing out the way to get
Killed in the process fucking with the gang
Cold steel with the carcass
Chared up crop for the field ain't a harvest
No more thoughts
Boy banging off them shots i cut above
Gonna leave the gutter plugged
Slumping in the mother plugs
Credit get erased such pain
In my frontal lug
Pistol packing proper
She getting hot and bothered
Stomping on the brains
Till it's looking like a saucer
Azathoth i've had to had enough
I cock it back and back it up
Heart of glass, he shatter, bruh
He falling back as fast as fuck
Matching with the furnace
Crack a pack and feed the serpent
Crashing on the server late and he
Be lacking all his service he mangled up, g
And I ain't talking 'bout no cursive
Autopsy in the room need the certain
Boutta to take hit's of the sedatives
Lighting up this shit it's slick bitch Edison
Boutta need my fix, need scripts
Need medicine
Hand around my grip, get hit like he venison
But I never really been the one to boast it
LiveLeak, take the video and post it
On the concrete, all teeth getting broken
Moon rock whipe me down like explosives
Got my weak at the knees
Said she there and she eager to please
I don't need that
I need me some reasons to be
Believe that he drown, but it's easy to sink
Seaside deep dive
Squirm on the floor
Catch a needle in the asphalt
Nobody let up slip up and regret
Catch a case that's been a critical effect
Rushed until he sniffing in the scent
Boy, I don't deal with the god shit
Landing out the way to get
Killed in the process fucking with the gang
Cold steel with the carcass
Chared up crop for the field ain't a harvest
No more thoughts
Boy banging off them shots i cut above
Gonna leave the gutter plugged
Slumping in the mother plugs
Credit get erased such pain
In my frontal lug
Pistol packing proper
She getting hot and bothered
Stomping on the brains
Till it's looking like a saucer
Azathoth i've had to had enough
I cock it back and back it up
Heart of glass, he shatter, bruh
He falling back as fast as fuck
Matching with the furnace
Crack a pack and feed the serpent
Crashing on the server late and he
Be lacking all his service he mangled up, g
And I ain't talking 'bout no cursive
Autopsy in the room need the certain
Boutta to take hit's of the sedatives
Lighting up this shit it's slick bitch Edison
Boutta need my fix, need scripts
Need medicine
Hand around my grip, get hit like he venison
But I never really been the one to boast it
LiveLeak, take the video and post it
On the concrete, all teeth getting broken
Moon rock whipe me down like explosives
Got my weak at the knees
Said she there and she eager to please
I don't need that
I need me some reasons to be
Believe that he drown, but it's easy to sink
Seaside deep dive