Hum of the Blade AfroLegacy
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[Intro]
Feel the chill down to your bones
Hear the thrill that I've composed
I can kill with just the notes like
True skill has not be shown
Had my fill, but I can't bloat
Fulfill the quota like a ghost type
[Chorus]
Feel the chill down to your bones
Hear the thrill that I've composed
I can kill with just the notes like
True skill has not be shown
Had my fill, but I can't bloat
Fulfill the quota like a ghost type
I've been sick of pretending that I ain't built for this
And the hum of the blade hits like a crucifix
You really ain't in tune with this, bones rattling from spooky shit
And the hum of the blade hits like a crucifix
[Verse 1]
Don't get it twisted like the hair up on my head
Pessimistic 'gainst a skeleton, the flare you rock is like me - dead
I've been gifted second life, a gentlemen with dapper threads
But if you threat against my kind, I've got my bone down in your neck
You wanna have a bad time?
A goner 'less you act right
So holla for the Chad guy
I bet I got your backside
I'm talking to the ladies, trust, I'mma corpse with charm
Just like corpse when on the mic, it's a cause for alarm
One no mortal can harm, see, they're caught in my palm
Couldn't make my skin crawl, if I had it, got no qualms
And he's awfully calm
In a war against Mom
MVP - Most Versatile Paper
So en guard, uh
Death tried to call me, I said: "Please, hold"
A mess laid out before me, your favourite's been dethroned
Ice upon my body - the way that I keep cold
Ninety years is still my prime, they cashed me in like antique gold
Feel the chill down to your bones
Hear the thrill that I've composed
I can kill with just the notes like
True skill has not be shown
Had my fill, but I can't bloat
Fulfill the quota like a ghost type
[Chorus]
Feel the chill down to your bones
Hear the thrill that I've composed
I can kill with just the notes like
True skill has not be shown
Had my fill, but I can't bloat
Fulfill the quota like a ghost type
I've been sick of pretending that I ain't built for this
And the hum of the blade hits like a crucifix
You really ain't in tune with this, bones rattling from spooky shit
And the hum of the blade hits like a crucifix
[Verse 1]
Don't get it twisted like the hair up on my head
Pessimistic 'gainst a skeleton, the flare you rock is like me - dead
I've been gifted second life, a gentlemen with dapper threads
But if you threat against my kind, I've got my bone down in your neck
You wanna have a bad time?
A goner 'less you act right
So holla for the Chad guy
I bet I got your backside
I'm talking to the ladies, trust, I'mma corpse with charm
Just like corpse when on the mic, it's a cause for alarm
One no mortal can harm, see, they're caught in my palm
Couldn't make my skin crawl, if I had it, got no qualms
And he's awfully calm
In a war against Mom
MVP - Most Versatile Paper
So en guard, uh
Death tried to call me, I said: "Please, hold"
A mess laid out before me, your favourite's been dethroned
Ice upon my body - the way that I keep cold
Ninety years is still my prime, they cashed me in like antique gold
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