The only ones talkin that shit is these jealous ass niggaz And all playa hatas you know Chorus [Juicy J] Comin from the darkness of the cut of North Memphis bitch Killas from
'm calling my team up, mess witcha pull list in Marietta I'm looking at about eleven, meet me at for I gun and get 'em Them G's and them fiends so deep
all alone Call His name and it won't be long 'Til you feel that fire vanish, shot up in your bones And this is what we hear Through the dark and through
got my man Pete on the co and that's my dark side For y'all niggaz that don't know the red bone player Niggas in the Bronx call me mayor Maybe because
and soul apart Spellbound daughters Devouring the hearts of men Communion through the ancient circles Deep in the forest of eternity The hideous darkness
Chaldeans above the lost temples of Ur Governed by the celestial ghouls Burning demons of the deep an unnatural existence Threatens chaos from the abyss
Chaldeans above the lost temple of Ur, governed by the celestial gouls Burning demons of the deep an unnatural existence Threatens chaos from the abyss
the sharpened claw Leviathan, so-called lord Behemoth of the deep Dead with pain, awake to slay Merciless vengeance crawls Blasphemous dark angel Lord
'm reborn with a demons heart which is black like the deepest dark. Lord of Chaos in disguise a devil behind the mask, Who can it be? Where is he from
Deep in the hollow jail, sleeps Lord Randall The mixed voices speak of bread and of sheets that were Scarlet and blue are at his head His heart like a
final set for all and deep this vision remained in my heart Raise your sword, the evil awaits we are the lords of victory Ho when dark is gone whispers
Calling upon the Ancient Ones Lords of a Time before memory Calling upon Ninnghizhidda, serpent of the deep The time of the entering of the Gods has begun
her man she caught cheatin' Mothers eyein', sons cut down like bushes Daddys sicker than the land lord, just evicted Stressed to death, month to month until he kicked it I seen ya hustlin' on the dark
the streets below this walls Where I used to walk Now I can barely crawl All this darkness rising tall Lord, shine a light for me I'm waiting to be called
and stuff like that We didn?t have no hip hop beats back in the days We had to take it from everywhere, we can get it from Its just trying to take it
the master My mother sings the blues, and drinks the booze And then she praise to save my soul from bad news Tears fall, I hear my mother call on the lord
dawn Me and two from tennessee, up in lights on that marquee From folsom prison to san quentin, oh but now those days are gone His guitar was dark and deep