Danny Blade - Demonic
The sickest of souls with the sickest of flows
the sickest of all those sicker than 13 ghosts
yes I'm sicker than most, sicker than throwin'
yerself out the window just to prove you're
the sickest of souls...
And straight to hell I go
Had to go across the river Styx but sank the boat
And since I'm flowin' I float
All the way to Satan
He was gettin' impatient,
didn't want me to face him
He said "Burn down a cop station,
to practice evasion!
On second thought, you gotta burn down Vegas!
You'll get in the papers
along with the neighbours
turned to vapors
from nuclear Satyrs!"
"Wow, Satan you sure know how to cater
to the fate of...humanity's sanity, vanity,
cause some calamity, to stir up the rhapsody
I'm writin', and hidin', from the sly, pryin', eyes
of a lonely child, alive inside my hide, why would I
try to find my mind, I lost it, prophets' talkin'
vision darkens vicious stalkin' of thoughts
lost in a heartbeat, fuck it I'm sorry I even
bothered to party with twisted souls largely
scarcely human enough to pursue trust,
just use us to use up the few enough
resources, the key portrait of the human race's
destiny invested in me festerin' lessenin'
my will to live, obsessed with death,
why would you ever settle for less?
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A historian is a prophet in reverse
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