Sadistik - Pet Sematary lyrics
[Sadistik - Pet Sematary lyrics]
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know what
I’ve been through, huh?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know
Underneath the dirt nothing’s sunny
From a coffin tongue spit's shells leave you
Bloody like a shotgun
Say you ain’t a faker but you
Funny when the cops come
Say you chasing paper but that
Money’s made of cotton
Sic em like cruise ships, Nikita Khruschev
Cold wars getting so Ruthless, I’m nuisance
Riveted by visions of you dead
Get River Styx if you try to
Give me your two cents
I am not alone I’m a loner, aye
All your shit’s so mediocre, aye
I don’t wanna pose for your photos too fake
Fucking with a true blue great, new king
Fills cuts with Vodka, puff the Blanka
My cuts Baraka
No one loved me til the crows above me
Shed blood like Opera
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know what
I’ve been through, huh?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know
Put a bullet in your brain that’ll
Open up your third eye
Smoking on a strain til I’m
Floating where the birds fly
Worm-like, searching through the dirt
With a searchlight
Showing off my fangs before they
Poke into the nerves like
Live suicide on TV watch the anchor drop
Head bang get Lethwei’d in your Angkor Wat
Take your shot
Let death take me I’m sanctified
I prolly shouldn’t drive in
This state of mind, huh?
Lately I’m feeling off
My face is still peeling off
My brain is a cinder block
Throw flames at your synagogue
Miss me with your little quotes you misread
Don’t mix me with the
Simple folks who misspeak
A miscreant grows til his foes are mincemeat
A rose still arose from six feet
Yes I am evil not a hundred percent
But I am evil evil has always existed
The perfect world most people seek shall
Never come to pass we
Are all evil in some form
Or another are we not?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know what
I’ve been through, huh?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know what
I’ve been through, huh?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know
Underneath the dirt nothing’s sunny
From a coffin tongue spit's shells leave you
Bloody like a shotgun
Say you ain’t a faker but you
Funny when the cops come
Say you chasing paper but that
Money’s made of cotton
Sic em like cruise ships, Nikita Khruschev
Cold wars getting so Ruthless, I’m nuisance
Riveted by visions of you dead
Get River Styx if you try to
Give me your two cents
I am not alone I’m a loner, aye
All your shit’s so mediocre, aye
I don’t wanna pose for your photos too fake
Fucking with a true blue great, new king
Fills cuts with Vodka, puff the Blanka
My cuts Baraka
No one loved me til the crows above me
Shed blood like Opera
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know what
I’ve been through, huh?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know
Put a bullet in your brain that’ll
Open up your third eye
Smoking on a strain til I’m
Floating where the birds fly
Worm-like, searching through the dirt
With a searchlight
Showing off my fangs before they
Poke into the nerves like
Live suicide on TV watch the anchor drop
Head bang get Lethwei’d in your Angkor Wat
Take your shot
Let death take me I’m sanctified
I prolly shouldn’t drive in
This state of mind, huh?
Lately I’m feeling off
My face is still peeling off
My brain is a cinder block
Throw flames at your synagogue
Miss me with your little quotes you misread
Don’t mix me with the
Simple folks who misspeak
A miscreant grows til his foes are mincemeat
A rose still arose from six feet
Yes I am evil not a hundred percent
But I am evil evil has always existed
The perfect world most people seek shall
Never come to pass we
Are all evil in some form
Or another are we not?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know what
I’ve been through, huh?
Dead friends knocking on my window, huh
God said my body is a temple, huh
22 pointed at my temple, huh
Y’all don’t really know