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scriptz – runes carved into bones كلمات اغاني

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[chorus]
i’m wraith from the otherside of realm
walking with the blank footsteps, ice on my gown
i’m breathin’ comet dust from the underside of sound
geometric i’ma clown, jester djinn with a pound on the phone
control is on the tone got the board with the 9_1_1, fiddy clots of blood rome
raise an empire outta stone, with the runes carved into bones
sprinkle on the flesh, i’m feeling messy, sundered by the whole
mandala metric is my fantasy rulership my only goal
writing to the gods in tandem, ink blotted with the coal
burning all the f_ckin’ old, starting a new version of myself
not what i’m told, i’ma call it never fold
burning all the f_ckin’ old, starting a new version of myself
not what i’m told, i’ma call it never fold
i’ma call it never fold

the bet, on the set, steady to drop you with the mac
call me diced up homes, cut on both sides of my lips
i’m running f_cking laps around you, flow is spiced out i’m a vet
armed with a f_ckin ak and a bullet_proof vest
t__th are diamond i’m in a jet, blastin’ off to mount tibet
call me junk_monk, gliding with that slave_ship boba fett
make yo’ b_tch my b_tch you b_tch, i’m itchin’ for that trigger shtick
blastin’ off ya whole dome, make you headless i’m ahead
less horseman with the f_ckin’ wh0res in the back of the bunk
chariot filled with bl__dy course_limbs
i eat the flesh ya its score man, red orchestra is war b_tch
got the .50 rifle and another man to mark them
yeah, we murk them, murking with the f_ckin’ right to k!ll from the other side of the life
death is running along my knife, i’m fiending for that victim strife
i make this sh_t kinda right, i’m reaper with the light
[chorus]
i’m wraith from the otherside of realm
walking with the blank footsteps, ice on my gown
i’m breathin’ comet dust from the underside of sound
geometric i’ma clown, jester djinn with a pound on the phone
control is on the tone got the board with the 9_1_1, fiddy clots of blood rome
raise an empire outta stone, with the runes carved into bones
sprinkle on the flesh, i’m feeling messy, sundered by the whole
mandala metric is my fantasy rulership my only goal
writing to the gods in tandem, ink blotted with the coal
burning all the f_ckin’ old, starting a new version of myself
not what i’m told, i’ma call it never fold

the bet, on the set, steady to drop you with the mac
call me diced up homes, cut on both sides of my lips
i’m running f_cking laps around you, flow is spiced out i’m a vet
armed with a f_ckin ak and a bullet_proof vest
t__th are diamond i’m in a jet, blastin’ off to mount tibet
call me junk_monk, gliding with that slave_ship boba fett
make yo’ b_tch my b_tch you b_tch, i’m itchin’ for that trigger shtick
blastin’ off ya whole dome, make you headless i’m ahead
less horseman with the f_ckin’ wh0res in the back of the bunk
chariot filled with bl__dy course_limbs
i eat the flesh ya its score man, red orchestra is war b_tch
got the .50 rifle and another man to mark them
yeah, we murk them, murking with the f_ckin’ right to k!ll from the other side of the life
death is running along my knife, i’m fiending for that victim strife
i make this sh_t kinda right, i’m reaper with the light

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