throne room

Darkened is the land every time that I'm comin thru
Premonitions of my dominion, the shit that be haunting you
Freddy after dusk in the night i make life conclude
I heard your shit, and don't think that you tryna improve
Smoking every moon, death is nothing, I'm living proof
Feelin like I'm Bruce, I'm a ghost so don't text me moves
Comfort in the gloom, still I turn up when beats is boomin
Something like I'm Varg, I be guttin you fucking losers
I don't give a fuck about your motherfuckin props boy
Undertaker theme when I be creeping down your block boy
Blade cutting up your face, what an amazing night to kill off
All these punk motherfuckers claiming hard but they is soft
I dropped like six times while u did not drop a thing
Bitch you better get down and kiss the fucking ring
Goodwill rags I'm repping, step in your house with sharp weapons
Leaving your vetements shredded, and your whole body dismembered
Nowadays motherfuckers don't even be writing
If they stepping up to anakin, they know they be dying
All your beats they sound the same, and that flow is so tired
On my fucking day of birth the planets were in alignment



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