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Wicked gangsta wrap.
SHAMAN http://www.soundclick.com/witchdoc
Mista Murda -
http://www.soundclick.com/mistamurda
and J Reed -
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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#86,611 in subgenre
Peak #129
Charts
Peak #1,038
Author
Mach One
Rights
Mach One
Uploaded
April 24, 2005
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MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:23
Lyrics
When I got my kinjal my nigga I'll cut em up, rip em open like an envelope/
My torture method's more than gruesome, nigga tell me wut I wanna know/
Don't cut yo life short wit yo stubborness/
I utter just/
A simple incantation and all of ya'll gon shudder wit/
My voice/
It's my choice/
To murda dem all/
I ain't heard of ya'll/
So you won't pass da pearly gates you'll go to Hell, nigga, get burned fo all/
Eternity, foreva, I curse da souls of niggaz wit demonology, black magick/
Stupid muthafuccaz finna get put in a casket/
I'm flippin da page/
And I'm findin da ways/
To bring hataz ta death and da grimoires is open my witchery gotta be fulfilled/
So muthafucca shut yo mouth or get killed/
Bustin up outta da coffin, dat dormant Wraith up in dis bitch/
And ready ta reign supreme, Malevolent Forces/
Steerin yo life in da courses/
Orchestrated over many years, you can bet dat I got all da angles covered/
So nigga dis shit is under/
Control, locked down like a mental institution, gotta get a body cuz I'm bout to work a ritual/
And nigga need a sacrifice to work it like dat/
[Hook]
Da magick in my voice is enough to mesmerize/
Da magick in my voice can bring da dead alive/
Any muthafucca really wanna die?/
I'm take ya life, wit my eye/
It's evil/
Gotta kill em all, witchcraft, dark magick, carvin em up witta fuccin kinjal
x2
Niggaz never know how I'ma do it/
But neither do I, when da haterz arise, to become despised, and I hear their words I lose it/
I go to da closet and get da tool kit/
And up to da attic I go/
Knock on da alter three times and then say 'This temple I duly unclose/
Thou art the kingdom, the power, the glory forever Adonai Melekh Na'Amon/
Zodonugounu Fa Aipe, Salada vi-i-vau, El!(Enochian)/
Da kinjal rests in a cauldron of blood desecrated fo dis magickal workin, dis black magickal curse/
And ain't no human bout to know worse/
Pain and agony than you!/
And I see da last of all of these fools/
In dat black mirror, I'm much nearer, than any of you can induce/
Fucc a duce duce, nine, forty four, three fifty seven/
I'll blocc you frum heaven/
And guide you on down to Hell as Ankou, as dat Undead Wraith you know I'm foretellin/
Yo death, I'm da sign and da cause, da harbinger and da murderer/
I'm da nigga dat's herdin ya/
Like a sheperd and a muthafuccin third of ya/
I'ma keep fo myself as enjoyment, the other ones you'll be taken to Paimon/
Ain't no delayin/
Any you strayin/
I'ma be hittin ya quicc witta spiritual slayin/
[Hook]
Well it's dat nigga dat they call Paimon I'm givin my props to/
Muthafuccaz really wanna fucc wit me? Just don't forget it's not coo/
To be messin around wit dat shit you don't know shit about/
Ya better look deep in da Goetia, nigga, memorize wut u read about/
Number 9/
It's dat King whose imprinted up in my mind/
And dats why I say yo efforts are fruitless, fuccin around wit me wit yo nines/
Cuz I'm a disembodied spirit, ready ta snatch another body ta live in/
Jacob died long ago, I'm just a fuccin fill in/
Dat Undead Wraith, witta muthafuccin kinjal blade/
Any niggaz really wanna step to me they finna be learnin about my evil ways/
As taught to me by Paimon I'm learnin da ritualistic methods to murda, kill, bring da reckoning/
You see da demons beckoning/
Da call is like da Sirens, niggaz can't resist, they too weak willed/
They get spirited away to me I got ditches to be filled/
And niggaz dat need to be killed/
Fo da shit they started, but couldn't finish/
By da name of Paimon I swear, I'll make you bitches diminished/
