The Symbacity Records - Substance lyrics

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The Symbacity Records - Substance lyrics

[VERSE 1] I made a deal with the devil And became his vessel And if I don't succeed then I gotta die And rule hell While he steps into my place Bringing d**h and war bells Ding ding ding something smells I see in the dark alley behind the liquor store Where the demons dwell For seven years long this mother f**er rules all Until God get's off his lazy a** and prevails He knows he's going to win anyways But I find it disrespectful that our existence is just to suffer While he plays stupid games I don't fear God I never will and I wanna die But at some point I'm beginning to realize, I'm worth more alive {hook}x2 I'm high maintenance Cuz you know if my blood touch American ground It's gonna spawn some harmonic patriots I got the world rigged to blow My heart stops triggers detonation When the clock reaches 666 [VERSE 2] Straight outta clockwork truspok works around the clock I put the O in BMB and now you know it I'm a f**ing ticking time bomb and now you know it Now the question is which one of you b**hes Is gonna f**ing blow it s**, s** s**ity s** You f**ing punk It's obvious you taste dick much Getting touchy touchy I see Don't treat me like a crutch You dumb f** I had a hunch You don't think much {hook}x2 I'm high maintenance Cuz you know if my blood touch American ground It's gonna spawn some harmonic patriots I got the world rigged to blow My heart stops triggers detonation When the clock reaches 666 [VERSE 3] What the f** did I say? What the f** did I do? What the f** did I take What the f** did I choose I'm really glad it's not you Cuz truthfully you can't handle What I'm going through Keep me in the dark and I will work as a beacon This substance getting stronger for the way I been treated Mutinies on board and y'all stand on trial for treason Give me one good reason why I should listen to your pleas It's f**ing disgusting how you secretly discuss me You pushed me to be something you can't be Open your eyes little b**h. I'ts not me that's being pittied For the irrelevant sh** I spit {hook}x4 I'm high maintenance Cuz you know if my blood touch American ground It's gonna spawn some harmonic patriots I got the world rigged to blow My heart stops triggers detonation When the clock reaches 666