The Blacc Magickians belatedly celebrating Halloween
Wicked gangsta wrap.
SHAMAN http://www.soundclick.com/witchdoc
Mista Murda -
http://www.soundclick.com/mistamurda
and J Reed -
http://www.soundclick.com/mrjreed
Lyrics
[Chorus]
(Martinmas! Shadowfest! Third Harvest! All Hallow's Eve!)
It's the.. the Feast of Spirits now/x3
You'd better get ready, the Vigil of Saman and Todos is comin, it's Samhuinn night!
(Martinmas! Shadowfest! Third Harvest! Samonios!)
It's the.. the Feast of Spirits now/x3
Witta jack-o-lantern on my altar, grinnin as Ankou draws up nigh!
[Verse 1]
Behold as another year, another harvest comes upon us, families gather around, pay heed! It's a night of remembrance for all. Got a plate of colcannon, gettin me spirits lifted up for the task at dawn/
And I got them sigils drawn/
And a double cubical altar on the lawn/
I'm ready to do it! You know what I'm doin! I'm dat nigga, the Wraith! Gotta talk to me peoples/
Them evilest niggaz from Duat, me kinjal's/
Finna rip up somebody tonight, cuz I'm right, you wrong/
Now you dead and gone/
For fuckin around wit them Seraphs/
Niggaz ain't nothin but foolish to dare us!/
I'ma get Inanna and Lilith! Hecate, even Hel! And the rest of the Crones! And the Dying God! Bout to reap the crops we sown so long ago!/
You sinners, you all belong all low/
Down, in the earthen mirth/
And blackest dirt/
Nigga done slipped/
And awoke locked up in a crypt/
If you got me distracted from my purpose/
Slingin me curses/
Think you can hurt this?/
What is you, Wiccan? A Hoodoon? You think you can fuck with the worsest/
Of my Hidden Verses?/
Heh, I came from beyond the dark Abyss, I came from above the Negative Veils, from beyond Ain, Ain Soph Aur/
All of you bore me! Fundamental Christians: welcome to Hell upon this Halloween/
All Hallow's Eve/
The Feast of the Dead!
[Chorus]
[2nd verse - first half]
Beware ah da harbinger, he comes up ridin upon that horse, he's/
Servin as an ambassador to Ankou and he's mostly/
Feelin like killin, cuz he gone and ascended to splendid levels of Kether/
And whether/
You ready to die, you won't get better when I/
Walk in my ritual temple I'm bringin the simplest of tools and I'm bound to evoke, who?/
Paimon! And Zahgurim! Even Amaimon!/
You better be prayin(to who?) You better be prayin to me/
I be none other than IOIAD, and IAIDAH!/
Call it what ya will, but maybe you'll get yoself killed/
Remember: respect is to be kept/
For them Secret Chiefs, and them ancient Adepts, yea!/
