Project Deadman: Flashback
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Project Deadman: Flashback
Deadman PDM Project PDM
The sattelite systems attractin the voices barcode
GPS and the radiation from your cellphone
Demon clones chromosomes and yet we all condone
Mass production equals depletion of the ozone
we read your fake ass like a book
PDM tell me what does it mean
Terrifying shit that'll make a mother f**ker scream
A raising of the wicked and self inflicted
Self inflicted this life is self inflicted self inflicted
All your troubles and all you do
Wicked is how I'm depicted arrested but never convicted
Prozak, King Gordy, Tecca Ninna Self Inflicted
ACCESS DENIED
Get a body bag don't cross us or die slow
I'll put those niggas from your hood in a body bag
You better believe that shit is wicked and self inflicted
dead
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red
The walking dead coinsides with the devil
You see my face penetrating through your mind
My body walks the earth in vein until the end of time
Torture's like the rain through the tunnel
The ground crunches with bones as blood drips in puddles
It's kind of subtle how death embalms you
And cardiac arrest will calm you as the cemetary calls for you
Cock the hammer back let it go get my dick sucked at the show
Enemies all engulfed in flames shotgun cocks when I blow your brains
Now I'm one will inflict the pain when I diss I say no names
Bitches aint shit the scripts been flipped tonight
No rest for the angels no rest for the demons
No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin
No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead
No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head
We're Project Deadman and we're bringin that sound
We're from the murder glove bitch we got issues
We got the wicked shit we'll never let it down
Project Deadman more underground the hell
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Rest in Peace mother f**ker confession will make your soul crush
Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead
All my f**kin life I been insane
And every f**kin day I feel the blood rain
And everything is saved oh it brings pain
All the wicked brains salvation some taint
It's time to go this mother f**ker's lookin shady
I saw the look in the face as they tried to play me
Get up got the nerve man it's time to go
Your off the tape man lookin like a little hoe
How much shit can a mother f**ker take?
F**k a damn hater I'm lookin for anotherbreak
Gimme reason why you think I gotta stay here
Don't worry man I'm out I got no fear
The sattelite systems attractin the voices barcode
GPS and the radiation from your cellphone
Demon clones chromosomes and yet we all condone
Mass production equals depletion of the ozone
we read your fake ass like a book
PDM tell me what does it mean
Terrifying shit that'll make a mother f**ker scream
A raising of the wicked and self inflicted
Self inflicted this life is self inflicted self inflicted
All your troubles and all you do
Wicked is how I'm depicted arrested but never convicted
Prozak, King Gordy, Tecca Ninna Self Inflicted
ACCESS DENIED
Get a body bag don't cross us or die slow
I'll put those niggas from your hood in a body bag
You better believe that shit is wicked and self inflicted
dead
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red
The walking dead coinsides with the devil
You see my face penetrating through your mind
My body walks the earth in vein until the end of time
Torture's like the rain through the tunnel
The ground crunches with bones as blood drips in puddles
It's kind of subtle how death embalms you
And cardiac arrest will calm you as the cemetary calls for you
Cock the hammer back let it go get my dick sucked at the show
Enemies all engulfed in flames shotgun cocks when I blow your brains
Now I'm one will inflict the pain when I diss I say no names
Bitches aint shit the scripts been flipped tonight
No rest for the angels no rest for the demons
No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin
No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead
No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head
We're Project Deadman and we're bringin that sound
We're from the murder glove bitch we got issues
We got the wicked shit we'll never let it down
Project Deadman more underground the hell
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Rest in Peace mother f**ker confession will make your soul crush
Nuthin to fear but fear itself on the day of the dead
All my f**kin life I been insane
And every f**kin day I feel the blood rain
And everything is saved oh it brings pain
All the wicked brains salvation some taint
It's time to go this mother f**ker's lookin shady
I saw the look in the face as they tried to play me
Get up got the nerve man it's time to go
Your off the tape man lookin like a little hoe
How much shit can a mother f**ker take?
F**k a damn hater I'm lookin for anotherbreak
Gimme reason why you think I gotta stay here
Don't worry man I'm out I got no fear
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