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Wicked gangsta wrap.
SHAMAN http://www.soundclick.com/witchdoc
Mista Murda -
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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #7,559
Peak in subgenre #1,271
Author
Mach One
Rights
Mach One
Uploaded
February 29, 2008
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:49
Lyrics
(The rivers run red/ These niggas is gonna be dead/ I'm comin at them in the night and I'm plannin to cut me off some heads/ x2)
The rivers run red/
These niggas is gonna be dead/
I'm comin at them in the night and I'm plannin to cut me off some heads/
Gonna get wild, goin back in my mind to the time when I left muthafuckahs juicy. Seepin them fluids on the pavement/
Look at the bodies cave in!/
But I pull them ribs back, open that cage and made em look like they grew some wings/
Gruesome things/
I'ma do to my enemies/
I learn it from Paimon and Erebos. My spirit hosts them demons. They turnin my eyes black/
You better get back/
You better go get an occultic education, learn what I'm all about/
Goetic evocation/
I'm tellin Enochian cacodaemons, 'Heed yo stations'/
"Hekas, Hekas, Este Bebeloi." The rites of darkness have commenced and somebody gonna die now!/
They gonna be found in my yard when I'm done wit the ritual, put em in cloth/
Wrappin em up like a mummy, I think that it's funny to watch as they body rot/
Submit to the vectored intention I manifest through all the work with the ways that I learned/
From so many alive and so many that's dead from the Order I'm in I can leave ya burned/
You've been marked by that nigga from the graveyard who drags his coffin with him. You know who you been fuckin wit?/
I've faced the wrath of Satan. I've tangled with mafiosos/
I've murdered Arabian leaders, what have you done you little mofos?/
Have you ever had to deal wit CIA assassins trackin you?/
Or black occultists callin up potent forces sent attackin you?/
That's why I'm Mach One, and you just a bitch nigga/
So clear the way, for the Wraith or get put in a ditch, nigga/
[Hook]
It's the Undead Wraith, the Wraith of Undeath now/
(The rivers run red/ These niggas is gonna be dead/ I'm comin at them in the night and I'm plannin to cut me off some heads/)
I'ma close the book on yo life cuz I must critique the writing you've done/
You boring muthafuckahs ain't like the Tome of Mach One/
So what are yo options? Wanna be me? I done gave ya'll niggas a Gift uv Undeath/
You don't gotta be cloned identicals, but at least come up wit somethin fresh/
Not this stale bullshit that I hear and see all the fuckin time/
Gangstas, hustlahs, thugs and killas makin me lose my fuckin mind!/
In the midnight hour, like a shower, I'ma be purgin these streets wit the power of demons/
And feedin the niggas who wanted to test to the rest of the fuckin legions/
Servin me, as I work a hex, I did it wit hoodoo/
Like a Zulu/
Tribal shaman, leavin em broked, and leavin em harmed, and always be on em/
Spiritual entities fightin to gain control of yo soul/
But I'm whole like an integer and you just half a nigga so/
Watch out! Without a doubt/
A poltergeist finna be up in yo house/
Not stoppin until you done learned who the fuck you really fuckin wit: Mach One. That nigga came out the forest/
He soaked in the blood and the guts of his rivals, murdered them with the Sign of Horus/
And others seen me on the Sacramento River once/
Tossin them bodies, rowin away in the rainfall of the winter months/
At Snake Lake I had to deposit some of the biggest muthafuckahs/
Makin them rivers run red! Cuz I really don't wanna go stink up dumpstas/
So go! Go get the training manual: the Keys of Solomon/
Learn to do the same I do wit the demons I be callin in/
Become students of the Wraith, the Wraith uv Undeath!/
And join me on my quest: let's make the rivers run red!/
