[lyrics originally transcripted by etze & jimmy dyna / big ups to figment for helping us!]
[Figment]
Ayo, never seen in public, Shadow People (yeah, what what?)
I rap about nothing but it’s deeper than your something
Those creatures who, Shadow people do evil
Will beat through an old bookcase into a secret room
Still living dead, shapeshift in full effect
Ill silhouette filling death full of dread
Ancient creature that's made of ether
With no facial features or patience either
The art of illusion is part of my movement
Whole pack of ghost dogs are barking at humans
Ill-emitting, mind damaging, soul wrenching
Time travelling, stone etching ghost specter
So fuck doors, I’m creeping through your walls
Leaking from your ceiling and seeping through the floors
Breaching all the laws of physics when I’m existing
Tell nuclear strong it’s wrong and make gravity fucking listen
[Trellion]
Yo, listen
Shadow kid born and raised on all surfaces
From doorways to your grave, welcome to the big sleep
In hallways and corridors we greet you
Seeping through banisters and dining room cabinets to reach you
Candlelit dinner in the company of foulness
“A good day to die” said the voice in the corner
Sub-zero temperatures, join us or die
In a nurture device, sweet dreams mere mortal ones
Route map tap by the shape of the room
Claim and consume’s what we came here to do
And fuck Horzelius, I had respect for you
Until you tried to disagree with us and now you’ll get the noose
Just like the rest of you, there’s nowhere to go
No escape from these villainous shapes, it's foretold
In the realm of the shadow people, we float awkward
On 2D murder scenes, Moonlit mercenaries
[Figment]
I’m not invisible, nah, I’m here, hidden in ya living room
I exist in your peripheral
1805 I died, God knows why I survived
Then, came back to own the night
I hope you’ve got an open mind, it helps when I poke inside
Find where your soul resides and turn you to poltergeist
I stole your life like crack rocks
Fat crops, that big bright black box or your laptops, what?
They don’t believe in these shadowy demon kids
So we’re sneaking in cause nobody’s perceiving them
Evil grins but our face is not clear
No, they shall not see us, we prey off their fears (yo)
In the woods, suddenly hear a branch snap
Backtrack when you see Hooded Figure and Hatman
Run but it’s too late, water filled nostrils
Haunted youth hostels, unwanted roommates
[Trellion]
Yo I’m the last one to say shit but first on a rival
Murderous lines like the words of the Bible
Fly first class on the wings of a desert eagle
Portal guard, mortal husks get torn apart
Shoulda sparked something, trademark function
Graveyard shadow kid, hate in abundance
Raised in an acid fog daydream
??? daily
Sit and take aim from a jagged rock, hazy
Hacking off limbs for the hell of it
Insult my intelligence, get pulled to the perilous
Depths of the spiral, they shall not see us
Dark matter flashbang, slang for your ears
Years in the making, deep in the valley within
Yeah, I play this stinking city like a harp from hell
Room’s darkened, bloodshot camera lens
Hammered ten nails to your carcass after death
Story of the shadow pt. 3 was produced by Third Person Lurkin.