Anubis

Lyrics

[Anton LaVey & Aleister Crowley Intro] Come forth of the great spawn of the abyss, and make thy presence manifest Lord visible and sensible of whom this Earth is but a frozen spark turning about thee with annual and diurnal motion, source of light, source of life... [Verse 1: Gore Elohim] Gangsta coffin with the airbrushed top Approach saw your face off shot next to my Asian wok My destiny is go pop so I can pop a cop Problem solver day birth, 44 of a Martin Glock Mason work, used to sell Sherm until my hobby stopped Ma dukes threw me out the crib tryna get the guap Fiends knockin' on my window tryna get that body rock I need a Maserati, these aunties never stop Raw spit like Half a Mil, rest in peace massive killas Pass in the buildings are going to the Temple with Masta Buildas I use the same Bulldog when I be blastin' victims My Star of David kevlars'll be your last mission My diagnosis a self-appointed walk physician Hounds like Malachi York they never turn Christians Talk from a distance, bury you in your Ford Vista Spiteful you left in the morgue, get the raw picture [Anton LaVey Interlude] Bring forth the messenger of a luxurous delight, [?] let off my dark desires, they form [?] future deeds [?] [Verse 2: Apakalypse] Anubis Hell Staff, Hell's wind blowin' Enter the Supercoven Once a cold kite comes down, you crash into a dead and goin' nowhere fast in a rush Pagan sluts hemoglobin Uncut rock, told that bitch to keep it on the hush Blessed with the dust from angels Catch me in the hood slangin' bath salts Niggas turnin' into zombies been lost it 21 shots to drop one of 'em When I miss in get your face mauled the fuck off, corpse hauled off Cyborgs in the morgue, respect the overlords of the underground underworld Destroy your nation with 1000 drones Total devastation get blown, into bits, fragments Slackjaw faggots get drenched, in gasoline, and lit the fuck on fire Expired souls, send them back to where they belong My arm is a python that lunges lasers like Galvatron I rock thick heavy chains like Spawn Glock go pop, woah, did you see them brains blow? There is no comin' back once you're gone, hoe [Aleister Crowley Outro] Lady of night, that turning ever about us art now visible and now invisible in thy season, be thou favourable to hunters, and lovers, and to all men that toil upon the Earth, and to all mariners upon the sea So mote it be Giver and receiver of joy, gate of life and love, be thou ever ready, thou and thine handmaiden, in thine office of gladness