Disciple
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your heart desires
Gotta give 'them' what they require
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your mind aspires
Gotta give 'them' what they require now
Someone better sign me up to psychiatric
I reek havoc
On a mic, I'm spazzing
Cold and dangerous
Call me Icy, hazard
Might get licked down like an icecream, bastard
I'm better than better and I'm better than ever
Got my hand on buretta
Write every damn letter
Fuck slowing down, about time that I sped up
If you Hit up my phone I'm ignoring the message
Couldn't give a shit about a bitch that is illiterate
I spit bars, I don't even play an instrument
Writing down these lyrics cause I got no time to think of it
If you start shit then you signed yourself to finish it
When I'm on the mic, I rise above it
Might die, tonight, might fight, your cousin
Luko, just tell em', I'm high, I'm buzzing
Pull out my dick, cause I'm up to nuttin
So what you want to know about taking on us?
Straight fucking up the beat, aint giving no fucks
When we form on the track, better take a few back
'Cos the strength of the blast might take of your mask
And I'll run up on a motherfuckin' pussy with the bat
And put it to your head and smile never take a look back
Gets dark on the track when you starting with man
Swing like Tarzan you ain't barring with man
I call down for the purple to fall from the sky then it strikes in my temple and beams from my eyes
And the dreams and the lies protect with the might, protest with my life, project with the light
When im on the mic the fire is coming
Passion and the pain it all comes flooding
Here for the long term aint no running
'Ima rise like a demon thats just been summoned
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your heart desires
Gotta give 'them' what they require
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your mind aspires
Gotta give 'them' what they require now
Boy who you looking at? My heart is cold
My veins are black and my face is old
Why you wanna worship me, demons trynna take my soul
Grab you by the neck and take you down in to my hole
Using your ID to get you higher thant the moon
Crushing up that powder boy you looking like a fool
Drooling all around me Imma bust you in the nose
All my neck is icy, when they see it they just froze
All these zombies that surround me are my favourite ones
Hunt you down and take you out, no I don't need no guns
Trap you in my wooden box and make you disappear
Now I am in full control cause I'm the puppeteer
My people will be facing life and I'll be facing deals
Trapped inside a trap 'cause moving bricks was just a thrill
Lesson 'taught' but never learned 'Don't kill 'cause it will sting'
You are not the highest one and you are not a king
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your heart desires
Gotta give 'them' what they require
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your mind aspires
Gotta give 'them' what they require now
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your heart desires
Gotta give 'them' what they require
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your mind aspires
Gotta give 'them' what they require now
Someone better sign me up to psychiatric
I reek havoc
On a mic, I'm spazzing
Cold and dangerous
Call me Icy, hazard
Might get licked down like an icecream, bastard
I'm better than better and I'm better than ever
Got my hand on buretta
Write every damn letter
Fuck slowing down, about time that I sped up
If you Hit up my phone I'm ignoring the message
Couldn't give a shit about a bitch that is illiterate
I spit bars, I don't even play an instrument
Writing down these lyrics cause I got no time to think of it
If you start shit then you signed yourself to finish it
When I'm on the mic, I rise above it
Might die, tonight, might fight, your cousin
Luko, just tell em', I'm high, I'm buzzing
Pull out my dick, cause I'm up to nuttin
So what you want to know about taking on us?
Straight fucking up the beat, aint giving no fucks
When we form on the track, better take a few back
'Cos the strength of the blast might take of your mask
And I'll run up on a motherfuckin' pussy with the bat
And put it to your head and smile never take a look back
Gets dark on the track when you starting with man
Swing like Tarzan you ain't barring with man
I call down for the purple to fall from the sky then it strikes in my temple and beams from my eyes
And the dreams and the lies protect with the might, protest with my life, project with the light
When im on the mic the fire is coming
Passion and the pain it all comes flooding
Here for the long term aint no running
'Ima rise like a demon thats just been summoned
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your heart desires
Gotta give 'them' what they require
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your mind aspires
Gotta give 'them' what they require now
Boy who you looking at? My heart is cold
My veins are black and my face is old
Why you wanna worship me, demons trynna take my soul
Grab you by the neck and take you down in to my hole
Using your ID to get you higher thant the moon
Crushing up that powder boy you looking like a fool
Drooling all around me Imma bust you in the nose
All my neck is icy, when they see it they just froze
All these zombies that surround me are my favourite ones
Hunt you down and take you out, no I don't need no guns
Trap you in my wooden box and make you disappear
Now I am in full control cause I'm the puppeteer
My people will be facing life and I'll be facing deals
Trapped inside a trap 'cause moving bricks was just a thrill
Lesson 'taught' but never learned 'Don't kill 'cause it will sting'
You are not the highest one and you are not a king
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your heart desires
Gotta give 'them' what they require
All around us there's screams and fires
They be having their own 'suppliers'
You won't get what your mind aspires
Gotta give 'them' what they require now
Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Amosovas
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