Hell’s Chant

Lyrics

[Intro] Round we go, the world is spinning Round we go, the world is spinning Round we go (Ye-yeah), the world is spinning (Yeah hoe) Round we go (Ye-yeah), the world is spinning (Yeah hoe) [Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE] Lately i've been thinkin that I really wanna make another wave in the game Never wanna play safe No shame in the way that I conquer my demons And you [?] [?] let 'em sacrifice their daughter Under the altar [?] [?] Take what the demons and [?] have to offer I'm chilling in my leather thong staff made of gold Got a baby named Loot with a pentagram bra She got 30 bitches locked up in the wall At the bottom of my dungeon where I took 'em last fall [Verse 2: Kold-Blooded] Blasphemous flow so controversial Raid the rap game like a Roach commercial Killin' my foes and it's always personal I hope it curse you Worser than the worst get I don't be up on the internet when I flex I be chillin' in the dark with a blunt lit Schizophrenic mind state like "Who's this?" "Who? Me?" Kold-Blooded motherfucker, GHOSTEMANE and Sisco $crimmy on the beat so you know it's simple Underground Kings, R.I.P. to the Pimp though Never needed permission to finish an essential incantation I've been waitin til the words are sequential Call me puzzle maker never breakin' out my grip ho Separation for the sake of situation critical Never seen, and it's Schemaposse at The Pinnacle [Verse 3: Mr. Sisco] Uhhhhhhh.... Bitch you the best, fuck all the rest None of you niggas can leave [?] (Okay!) I'm one of the best, but I just like [?] I don't know you niggas so [?] (Okay!) I'm with motherfuckers that ain't got no name (No!) Or niggas I tell to go out and find your lane I beat a nigga ass like my name is Bruce Wayne (Okay!) Hit you hard like a train, hope you niggas (Okay! Bang! Bang!) You gon' need a fucking miracle, these niggas too mythical I can't believe a word, these niggas soundin' too pitiful (Goddamn!) When I hit a motherfuckers throat and it's critical I jump up on the mic and then I swear it's all synical (Goddamn!) We just laughin' at you niggas ass so it's [?] (Hah!) I line 'em all up, pick 'em off in a miracle (Okay!) [?] crossin' this [?], or they finna jump the border [?] I'm a mental hoarder (Blaow!) Hold up, I'm switching the flow And I'm showing you niggas I'm colder (Okay!) The Mafia bringing that Bazz and we be knockin' your head up off your shoulders (Squad!) Hangin' these bitch niggas up like a crucifix Talkin' so stupid can get you dismembered, bitch! (Okay!) Puttin' these niggas [?] Bitches don't got no numbers for acknowledge I ain't wastin' time with a shady clone They ain't never gonna get the fuck on (Uh-uh!) I've been puttin' on for my fucking team So your dick suckin' I do not condone (Bitch!) I ain't wastin' time with a shady clone They ain't never gonna get the fuck on (No!) I've been puttin' on for my fucking team So your dick suckin' I do not condone (Bitch!) [Outro: Mr. Sisco] Motherfucker! Schemaposse, hoe! Bazz Mafia, hoe! What it is, bitch?