BAPHOMET Grim Salvo (Ft. Witchouse 40k)
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[Intro: MOSSBACK]
Plant the seed of plague, you're going down
Plant the seed of plague, you're going down
Nobody to blame
Nobody to blame
[Chorus: MOSSBACK]
Spirits calling me, a debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame
Spirits calling me, a debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame
[Verse 1: Witchouse 40k, MOSSBACK]
I'm an outlaw
Coffin lock your body, pussy rapper, this your downfall (Mmm)
Smoke up in the barrel, dust 'em off, the bullets bounce off (Mmm)
Hands up in your pockets, shake 'em down, my bullies count off (Mmm)
I heard you foldin' under pressure, he gon' mouse talk (Mmm)
(Spirits calling me, a debt of blood to Baphomet)
I keep my guard up 'til the bullet slash
Body bagged he get fully packed, the gun double stacked 'til his skully crack
(I feel it creeping through the hole in the window)
40 track 'em, hit the bin together, I could pass it over when I'm spinning past
(Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day)
Glock 40 finna pop at 'em, he got shot for it, I'ma get 'em back
(I sold it all and I got nobody to blame)
Yeah, yeah
Plant the seed of plague, you're going down
Plant the seed of plague, you're going down
Nobody to blame
Nobody to blame
[Chorus: MOSSBACK]
Spirits calling me, a debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame
Spirits calling me, a debt of blood to Baphomet
I feel it creeping through the hole in the window
Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day
I sold it all and I got nobody to blame
[Verse 1: Witchouse 40k, MOSSBACK]
I'm an outlaw
Coffin lock your body, pussy rapper, this your downfall (Mmm)
Smoke up in the barrel, dust 'em off, the bullets bounce off (Mmm)
Hands up in your pockets, shake 'em down, my bullies count off (Mmm)
I heard you foldin' under pressure, he gon' mouse talk (Mmm)
(Spirits calling me, a debt of blood to Baphomet)
I keep my guard up 'til the bullet slash
Body bagged he get fully packed, the gun double stacked 'til his skully crack
(I feel it creeping through the hole in the window)
40 track 'em, hit the bin together, I could pass it over when I'm spinning past
(Got me laughing maniacally on the seventh day)
Glock 40 finna pop at 'em, he got shot for it, I'ma get 'em back
(I sold it all and I got nobody to blame)
Yeah, yeah
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