Sacrilege lyrics
by YCK
[Chorus]
From the east to the west, motherf*ckers staying pressed
My mind, it has no limits, you just want someone to mimic
From the style to the sound, b*tch it comes and goes around
My pain won't be contained, no soul or body can remain
[Verse 1]
Long long ago, I burned the crops and bathed in ashes
You so famished, you so parched, I took all the f*cking rations
The rope around my neck ain't cut me free from all my sins
The gallows I will proudly die, the afterlife'll soon begin
Gone to insanity, causing calamity
Hanging from oak,I'm no one that you'd stand to be
Verbal atonement, the scripturе I wrote it
Take credit for sacrilеge, got no opponent
Bragging bout' clean slates, pseudo intellect
Boutta take a f*cking aim, we got two up in the Tec
Better rep the set, better show what you about
b*tch you better represent, you better fake it for the clout
[Chorus]
From the east to the west, motherf*ckers staying pressed
My mind, it has no limits, you just want someone to mimic
From the style to the sound, b*tch it comes and goes around
My pain won't be contained, no soul or body can remain
[Verse 2]
Five days ago, I took the crops I set to flames
I summoned spirits by my side, I walk on water, breaking chains
The belt around my wrist ain't set me free from all the dirt
Inside my coffin I will rest, my rite of passage out of earth
Finding out where these motherf*ckers hide
They're feeding and leeching like a parasite
Ain't getting no weaker, I twitch, I'm a tweaker
I sacrifice everything, I am a leader
Skies blacked out but I'm seeing blood red
Wanna rain down lead but the clip's drum fed
Castration of justice, I know that you love this
I know that you stalking whenever I publish
[Chorus]
From the east to the west, motherf*ckers staying pressed
My mind, it has no limits, you just want someone to mimic
From the style to the sound, b*tch it comes and goes around
My pain won't be contained, no soul or body can remain