Eclipse

Lyrics

(Choirboy) It's gon' get dark [Verse 1: Kold-Blooded] Blood is pourin out my eyes Breakin bulbs above your head It's too late when we arrive SCHEMA/TOOF is in da buildin While you hatin, from outside Castin tracks to get you live Wit da spirits gettin high Now finna put it down for da whole underground Give it up right now, mainstream back down See i never gave a fuck about da bullshit all deez people tryin prove Makin music til da world burns down Finna put a real damper on yo day Tryin to stay warm, (while im in da shade) For da shit i need I will make you bleed So ill still succeed While da body decay Don't come my way Wit none of dat fake shit Crew hoppin, boppin Time wastin 2nd rate artist Ego inflated Synthetic I see you tryin shine.... Some just pathetic, with issues Their artistry's artificial The songs are so superficial But i'll just keep it light And i don't ride coattails I support da real Give a fuck bout how you feel It's just what it is....i may not be your favorite rapper, after this Spend your energy to hate me "da wickedness still exists" [YEAH, YEAH] [Hook: Kold-Blooded] Yeah, yeah ITS GON GET DARK (OUT HERE).... [I DONT SEE THE SUN NO MORE] [I DONT CARE AND I DONT FEEL] Nah, nah ITS GON GET DARK (OUT HERE) [WE COMBININ VICIOUS MINDS] [CAUSE AN ECLIPSE TO APPEAR] Yeah yeah [Vers 2: Ouija] Ouija Macc off in this bitch you can bet its a movie you summoned the realest (ohhhhhyeah yeah yeah) These boys are pretending they thinking I'm playing til I got my glocc in their shawty pussy (ohhhhhyeah yeah yeah) Kick his door kick his door wipe the footprints off that hoe Glove and ski mask in the trash burn the bodies bleach the floor Talking evil on the tracc but face to face you just a hoe Say you down with Satan demons heard you praying pussy bow Let em know let em know Schema/Toof we bout to blow Bitch I put that on the family that I put nothing before Fucc that bullshit that you on Fucc that bullshit that you on Fucc that bullshit bullshit bullshit Fucc that bullshit that you on yuh All of my demons surrounding me you can look down on me I'm in my coffin (ohhhhhyeah yeah yeah) Open my eyes and I (?) in your face and you ain't gon' do nothing (ohhhhhyeah yeah yeah) [Hook] [Verse 3: Choirboy] G We bout our digits Ain't nothing booming with the movement unless we saying so