Myths Of The Occult (feat. Japreme Magnetic)

Many among them, shrouded in myths Many among them, shrouded in myths Many among them, shrouded in myths Many among them, shrouded in myths Many among them, shrouded in myths Many among them, shrouded in myths Water flows around 'em, prob'ly drownin' in the pool of Blood from your own body, 'til your life is used up Ankle holster with the tiny Ruger and the LCP II Thorough was the length of my prison sentence Pissin' on the wall, I see Sosa From the Karakoram Mountains of Pakistan with no emotion Golden sculpture of Almighty Japreme Magnetic Pumped the pump, shot the gun, left you beheaded Credit soul protectionism and righteousness Immortal birth of the five percent Last chip of the spliff of the cannabis is colorful, orange The python was playin' the organ 2008 they had a warrant for my arrest Stalkin' with Chester, I invest Checkin' the callout sheet, callouts are mandatory Parents lyin' to they children with Santa stories Going back to the essence is not a bad thing Be it them fewer thorns of a sad king Walked into the forest, sat next to an oak Rolled up a J, then he took a dry toke Focused on the tip, from his brain came a flame As he took a pull, black birds called his name The king looked up at the branch Then the flock of crows said "peace" to the god