John Daniel - Anubis lyrics

[Intro] 1993 John 3 Six...whatever [John Daniel] I'm a hill top heretic, double cup full of carelessness Mannequins cuffed to the barracks with the garrison Heir apparent, occult hymns to scare your parents Snare hits for your unrepaired marriage America, and that was just the first four Stitched by addiction, whatever hurts more Black suited agents, never used to praises Self worth needs appraising, well, that's hell raising Mind altered, too sick to see noon In bloom, I'm bic meets spoon Dark room developments, Vileplume peddling Single file view settling, and few are meddling Tryna sneak the metal in a mellow settlement Slow pedalin, syrup oozing from the pedal print Supreme, it seems My team's tryna lose nightmares to blue dream New scene Uh, clear as day as I'm peering in Pyramids, trapped and I'm weary, thin Rain water all bottled, called hollow Until I fall far from all mottos Faux model in vogue volumes No publication, function vagrant Assumption basic, brand a Russian statement Wait for the chorus, high stakes Straight laced Horus, for my sake until the ghosts can't ignore us Zan crushed for the horrors, view lush for the slow pourers Not rushed but I feel cornered, digging for more quarters In my quarters, penning scripture as a heathen Reggie Noble reasoning in a dark side sequence Shine no sequins, stream of conscious stay teemin Fins exposed juxtaposed with the cold season Codeine print [Hook] Billy Walsh mind frame Suicide bomber in a biplane Life's strange So I got my trunk popped by the highway No kings, no queens No kings, no queens Billy Walsh mind frame Suicide bomber in a biplane Life's strange So I got my trunk popped by the highway No kings, no queens No kings, no queens