[Verse 1: Shwabadi]
Prodigal bastard
Offing the masters
How come the outcome is often disastrous
Prolly the product of factors that cause me to act up
Sorcerer killer
Sort of a villain
Sordid and awful, they're all in their feelings
Source of my living is morbid, of course it’s a corpse that'd score me a killing
Of course I'm a force to be reckoned with
Heavenly restriction, I’m the reckoning
I'm the better, never need a second wind
'Cause if he's second guessing, guess I'm sevеring
And separating heads and necks, plеase, don't get upset
It's a job, and I don't leave my bed for less than
Twenty racks, and you know bread is bread
So if they get a bounty, then they end up dead
Fuck it
I might just kill the others out of spite
I ain’t got no brothers left that crowd behind
Never described as being sound of mind
If they can’t keep up, they ain't worth their weight
I can be real patient, it’s worth the wait
When I dive on a mark, I'm a bird of prey
Too gruesome, cut to commercial break
You need a sorcerer dead, right?
Toji's the man that you get
Fight for your life, but you don't stand a chance
Cursed energy’s nothing, I got my hands
Lost all my zen, now I don't fuck with clans
I sold my future to run from my past
Sold off my son when I sold off my soul
I'm just a soldier that counts up the bands
Prodigal bastard
Offing the masters
How come the outcome is often disastrous
Prolly the product of factors that cause me to act up
Sorcerer killer
Sort of a villain
Sordid and awful, they're all in their feelings
Source of my living is morbid, of course it’s a corpse that'd score me a killing
Of course I'm a force to be reckoned with
Heavenly restriction, I’m the reckoning
I'm the better, never need a second wind
'Cause if he's second guessing, guess I'm sevеring
And separating heads and necks, plеase, don't get upset
It's a job, and I don't leave my bed for less than
Twenty racks, and you know bread is bread
So if they get a bounty, then they end up dead
Fuck it
I might just kill the others out of spite
I ain’t got no brothers left that crowd behind
Never described as being sound of mind
If they can’t keep up, they ain't worth their weight
I can be real patient, it’s worth the wait
When I dive on a mark, I'm a bird of prey
Too gruesome, cut to commercial break
You need a sorcerer dead, right?
Toji's the man that you get
Fight for your life, but you don't stand a chance
Cursed energy’s nothing, I got my hands
Lost all my zen, now I don't fuck with clans
I sold my future to run from my past
Sold off my son when I sold off my soul
I'm just a soldier that counts up the bands
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