Dark Arts

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Dark Arts..

[VERSE 1]
10th degree ninja belt, pennies in a wishing well, wishing you could help it but I’m bringing y’all the spit from hell..
Which little bitch is tripping?, well I’m gonna get that fricking bell ringer & cleave his finger & ring his bell, uh..
Then I bring the meanest green we seen & leave no weed untorched, get that hooch, uncork it & force it into your gut of course, sluts abort & whores be forcing your fortitude to be more abused than orphans, do you orbit or are you dormant or are you morphing?, who are you?, who am I?!, I’mma godly bionic armament targeting grovеling little varmints, subpar shit when you start talking shit, harping on all the bothеrs I stock in my sick subconsciousness, sock a bitch, walk a bit, stock the 6, cock the shit & drop a hit..
Yeah..
Uh..
Dark Arts.. yo!..

[HOOK]
It’s the Dark Arts, garments & garb marred from hard spars with senseis, in zen states I relate to it..
The far star that calls on my heart to bar drop in hard tops with a mega blade for ya..
Dark Arts, garments & garb marred from hard spars with senseis, in zen states I relate to it..
The far star that calls on my heart to bar drop in hard tops with a mega blade..

[VERSE 2]
Innocence gone, sick as the pit in the palm of a stigmata victim, Android Nemesis hisses, robotic collision with whichever bitch ever gets in my way again, whistling dixie then you’re history, ain’t no mystery to it, who done it?, the dude stunting with two blunts tucked in his hutch for getting fucked up when the sluts come over to what?, you really think I’m getting laid?!, really think I think it’s worth my time of day to fuck with hussies when I need this pay?!..
Not a bitch gonna get on the dick unless she promises to let me call the shots & shit.. (why I gotta get so honest?, shit..)
Lot amiss inside the darkness kid, so walk with light & jawing off’ll get you popped you twit, so walk again with honor, don’t be starting shit, keep the listeners honest kid & walk again, just stop the trends & poppy hits, just try to fucking walk again & you’ll be soon like god the father kid..
You’ll be soon like god the father kid..
Uh..

[HOOK]
It’s the Dark Arts, garments & garb marred from hard spars with senseis, in zen states I relate to it..
The far star that calls on my heart to bar drop in hard tops with a mega blade for ya..
Dark Arts, garments & garb marred from hard spars with senseis, in zen states I relate to it..
The far star that calls on my heart to bar drop in hard tops with a mega blade for ya..
Bitch..