Mystic Spirits

And in a town

And they're not takin' dominions like this

Flesh-N-Bone comin' at ya like this

Get 'em off me, in me you're feelin' I get when I'm tryin'

Your spirits get inside of me, blindin' my mind

I get stoned, like in asylum, I put a trap my mental

Get a temper, turn all violent, put a stop on my silence

Get blown, Flesh-N-Bone got the TEC

And it's on for the next, who get mo' murda, murda

My Lord, never felt so many spirits all up in my system

Controllin' me, listen, I wanna take 'em, but a **** stay calm

Yet he lead, he wet, so wet, sweaty palms

Glocks and a bomb, I'm makin' sure that he cracked the whole area

Carry ya body, buried in your front lawn

We're confusin' to you while I'm using you fools

All abused, find us sort of like a mystery

Wonderin' how in the hell you keep losin'

Check how I keep schoolin', peep **** (made history)

Flip of my tongue and it's over, you hung upside-down by your feet

Fin to send ya swangin', and knew somebody shoulda showed or told

Just a little somethin', shit'll get you strung out

And hangin', and I'll bet that I mangle any person

Strangle any serpent, wantin' to tangle with me

When a brawl goes down, look around at the city, tore it up

But your ass still ready when I hit and see

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Fall asleep, fall deep in a nightmare

Wake up and see me standing there at the edge of your bed

Thought it was Freddy, instead it be Flesh

And he holdin' a machete steady, drippin' bloody red

But I warned 'em time from time again

Time after time again, I'ma just sit back, sip gin

Think on how to persuade 'em, corner 'em all, consume 'em

And sent them in a murder with a MAC-10

Pack that gat, so them had it

Ready, set, aim, and straight to pull the flame off the temple

People standin' around

They wonderin' where did he go to get away from the po-po

Can't fuck with a ****, man, so pull the trigger, simple bang!

Hear it, feel it, wicked spirits in the room, dance to your doom

When he had to come enter through the room pretty soon

So hell get, assume position, lay down in the tomb, gone

I love the way they sound, boy, had his soul snatched from the body

Left the corpse here, struck with an exorcist, possessed him

Had to put him out of misery, get the stiff and no shadow

**** got to attack, so many spirits live inside, trip this

All of my mystic spirits, I get ready, make a **** wanna cry

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

In check, learn a lesson by the mastermind, stack

Learn to pap pap or commandin', attackin' 'em again

Feel it deep within, seep, slowly, slide inside

I might take over your mesmerized friend, and in your chinny-chin

Grim **** steady sendin' back-to-back blows 'til them hoes fold up

Bow down, try to get these now, **** bound to be found

Could've had him get sewed up

Ready for use, made you rich and sellin' out

Take yourself, **** told on this homie, dog

And they all had a fall, hittin', stickin' 211-turned-187

When they hauled it off

Never stop when I'm gettin' my swerve on

**** take a fall, and then haven't you heard?

Cause she takin' shit over, hittin', rollin' dope, bring a Perc

Kilo up on your block and serve it

Out the strap, ****, hang, let my thug nuts swang

Touch the pavement, jack them

When the ground get too rough, pick them up and eruption

20 gauge splitters slug taggin' them

In the back if ya go to turn away

Oh ****, might kill all you fools who ain't worthy

Be the man in the city, Cleveland

Everyday people in Saint Clair, my **** play dirty

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within

One flip of my tongue, and you **** are hung

Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits