TWISTED VISIONS

(Hook)
Laying in my bed, got twisted visions/
So i sat to meditate to get away, division
Upon up every soul, the weight has risen
Now im in control, the throne elysian

Every naggin imp, gets sacrificed
And drowned in a pool from the blood of christ
Motherfucka's get whipped, hung, chained and vice
Im wrecking up a system, praise tonight

(Verse 1)
Fuck your inner peace, useless energy
Imma sinner b, miss the synergy
No fucks
Chilling underground and imma go nuts
Never been afraid of what they shown us
Man i do not wanna fuckin grow up
I want the fuckin power on this throne, what?
I tend to be the dominant, dont follow do the opposite
And go nuts

(verse 2)
Fuel a victim's rage, lock em in a cage
Never fuckin tame, bitch i been a saint
Im the one they praise, every fuckin day
Keep on talkin mane, you'll get fuckin hanged

Load the fuckin ammo, finna hit em click bang
Quick range, i can fuckin comprehend the 6th plane
Run-up-and sacrifice all my opponents in a sick rage
Switch blade, all up in there necks, never been sane

It's-time-to-face-your-fate, no fakes will wake more
Imma addicted to the race, i came to shake floors
No one fuckin with the snake, replace my great score
Im depicted with the greats, i break a saint's core

Converse with the imps, right inside of my head
We devise a fuckin plan, setting up in my shed
Got a chair and nightstand, wait til the night ends
Where a motherfuckin killer on the loose, quite tense

Eat up every single motherfucker that i lured in
Take a skull and fuck it, while im chanting, "what a pretty sin"
Knocking on my door, i give a quarter of a lunar grin
Bled until they see the light and now your body's in a ditch

(hook)
Laying in my bed, got twisted visions/
So i sat to meditate to get away, division
Upon up every soul, the weight has risen
Now im in control, the throne elysian

Every naggin imp, gets sacrificed
And drowned in a pool from the blood of christ
Motherfucka's get whipped, hung, chained and vice
Im wrecking up a system, praise tonight

(outro)
Whips, chains
Giving everybody fucking blood stains
Lit, flames
All around ya clique, flick a bic mane

I dont give a shit about ya weak gang
Drenching every corpse in the butane