
Creature of the Night Řezník (Ft. Heaven (Horrorcore) & Psych Ward)
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[Intro]
Psych Ward, Reznik
Heaven Horrorcore, yeah!
Fuck them blood sucking leeches
[Verš 1: Shallow Pockets]
In the tomb, organs on ice, stole your life
You a thug, open, slice, you die overnight
Close your eyes, hold 'em tight, fly to the light
I laid the pipe on your wife and she liked
Call the callculator, Pounce on payments
Your head bounce at the pavement, amazing
I fucked your wife on the grass since you left her alone
I shipped into your dome, remove chromosomes
Look what you started now, y'all watered down
Circle 'round like a motherfucking circus clown
I swear none of you motherfuckers can hold me now
30 yes, the hope is on your grody birth canal
I'm born purple, nothing but the perfect ounce
Inject your eyelids with a virus
I'm wiling, too grime to a violent science
Shallow Pockets, motherfucker!
He's a shadow in the dark
I can feel it brush my horse
He's a demon of the night
Mesmerizes me, I can't fight
Yes, he's a creature of the night
He's the wolf
Dracula!
Psych Ward, Reznik
Heaven Horrorcore, yeah!
Fuck them blood sucking leeches
[Verš 1: Shallow Pockets]
In the tomb, organs on ice, stole your life
You a thug, open, slice, you die overnight
Close your eyes, hold 'em tight, fly to the light
I laid the pipe on your wife and she liked
Call the callculator, Pounce on payments
Your head bounce at the pavement, amazing
I fucked your wife on the grass since you left her alone
I shipped into your dome, remove chromosomes
Look what you started now, y'all watered down
Circle 'round like a motherfucking circus clown
I swear none of you motherfuckers can hold me now
30 yes, the hope is on your grody birth canal
I'm born purple, nothing but the perfect ounce
Inject your eyelids with a virus
I'm wiling, too grime to a violent science
Shallow Pockets, motherfucker!
He's a shadow in the dark
I can feel it brush my horse
He's a demon of the night
Mesmerizes me, I can't fight
Yes, he's a creature of the night
He's the wolf
Dracula!
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