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3d crosses in computer space

pulling out that blade
thought you was safe but you got played
i know the tricks of the trade
hit em with the stakes like a palisade

straight to the chest, turn em to dust
i never learned to trust
no one but myself
and thats a must
in a place this sus

cramp the style of all vamps
turn the noche bella like Lady and the Tramp
theyre creeping like scamps
i put a light on nightshade like a lamp

poison blooming through the atmosphere
only noise that i used to hear was screaming
no time for sleep even when im dreaming
im the match when the worlds freezing

got me ducking and weaving
gonna see whos the last one breathing
seen the future and ill give you a hint:
its gonna be me then

electric knight in shining
i like fighting like Jon Snow like Wildlings
berserk mode slicing guys left and right
every cake got a icing

they made Christ bleed
so i aint gonna say it nicely
keep it spicy
when you see me rise on day number 3

back from the dead
then straight to the lab
for another banger track
i learned to focus my anger
turn it back to bread
dont even stagger when i see red

i burn em down while theyre burning crosses
to die is to gain
they deserve the losses
learn to play like Wolfenstein
curbstomp a nazi

they underestimated me cuz im scrawny
and now im laughing like gottem
theyre crying out to the Lawdy

like they forgot who was watching

dont need applause when im rocking
you either got it or not
i cant be bothered to stop and see
no time for flattery when they martyred a G

give a laudatory speech at the eulogy
looking at the funeral wake like its only you and me
most charge what i do for free
crossing out computer screens in the 3d