Invocations

[Verso 1: Figerson]
Yo, they ain't wanna believe in the myth
They thought your boy was a fairytale
'Til they started to see the news of the body parts everywhere
Black sand in the parks [?]
If you got the message for you and your fam
Should be very scared
Coming up out them shadows with blades full of blood in the air
It's no mercy, just stop at the [?]
[?] we had conquered fears, all this pain and illusion
Now that you know that we can't compare
Bitch, we do what we must it’s Blakuza Gang if you not aware
Moonshine make a nigga lit, too sliced to a [?]
Dude drive to the hospital, bleeding until the [?] that I do exist
Then let's be honest, they ain't gon' believe you regardless
Downplayin' my survival stories will make you a target
Not a believer, huh? Saying shit folcore
Not a black sand envelope
This is not the death that you prayed, that you hope for
There's no escape like in both doors
There's a place, better know yours
Pop out the smoke with the light gleamin', huh
Slice your hand just for reachin'
Shuriken slide [?] darkness
Expose your chest like some cleavage
Got you panickin' and bleeding
Looking up at the God, but you only see Satan
Can I carry your legacy of the legion, no beggin' and pleadin'
Stoppin' our reason, it's the ghost of Blakuza greetin'
You dead before your ass started screamin'
(You was dead, you was dead)

[Verse 2: Teslas's Ghost]