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Darkness Returns (Features & Collaborations)

by Fubar

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let me give you a quick introduction i torture enemies, forgive my injustice want to know the reason i grin while i bludgeon? i was possessed, i only did as instructed spectacles that'll make you sick to your stomach carpet made out of human skin in my dungeon shoot you in the lips with a musket when i'm done, your mom wouldn't even want to kiss you in public underground, cause my concepts are dark while others out there spitting nonsense are stars lacerate flesh, the tip of my sword's sharp hannibal lecter but my vision is more dark i live with a torn heart slave to the blades of chaos, look what they did to my forearms my past is a mystery, twisted and born scarred make your head explode, i'm the fist of the north star .. your beats are wack, and verses ain't shit i'll kick you with a hurricane kick 'til your vertabrae splits got a knife to increase the murder rate with i'm the epitome of what a bird of prey is causing time and space to unravel you'll be able to witness beethoven play the piano understand, you are taking a gamble face me in battle and you will leave with a face full of shrapnel fuck my fans, brought a fork to my last show showed absolutely no remorse while i stabbed throats you can't fuck with the sound that i bring surrender your weapon of choice .. and bow to the king thousands of things running through my head at the same time one is to stab you with the edge of a steak knife you will be impressed with the blade size make an incision from the top of your chest to your waist line .. dark intentions, you can either start to exit or make sure that you guard the entrance every day i starve, i'm restless got a parasite embedded inside my large intestine utilize my third eye when i visualize various multi-syllable rhymes that i intertwine lines i'ma spit tonight are knifes made of kryptonite dooms day on the mic, it's time that you improvise i am bored of your wack flow i was spitting multies the day i was born, i am that dope nothing short of an asshole yet people gravitate toward me with the force of a black hole use the war hammer of thor when i smash domes anger of the gods, i'm a storm that'll crash boats arrive in battle riding a horse in attack mode and take the excalibur sword to your back bone ..
you'll die and unknown, during the night the blood flows i'll be in you house by the time you come home kill yourself if you can find enough rope before i'm able to grab a knife and cut throats dedicated, put in work for a long time countless seasons on earth that have gone by learn that we all die, i'm concerned that my songs might cause you to swerve to the wrong side back for the moment to smash my opponents hellbound, i ain't gotta ask where i'm going favorite weapon, the ax that i'm holding i'd love to use it but i can't cause it's broken ain't blown up due to a lack of promotion if not for that you couldn't match the explosion half wouldn't notice if i didn't rap with emotion and flowed with the wrath of the ocean .. of course i'm a sick fuck, more than a bit nuts staring at my sword as it drips blood mutilate the corpse of my victims hope i find you on the floor with your wrists cut .. i'm looking for a knife to hold tight, die when hope dies stare for too long your eyes will go blind listen to the subliminal messages that i put inside these dope lines and find a gold mine time just goes by i'm in search of a place no matter how hard i try i won't find lost in a desert, everything i find is bone dry and i'm the only guy who knows why indeed i'm a cut throat beast if you must know, germinated deep in the unknown throw a right hook at a speed that'll crush bone choke until they no longer breathe and become ghosts forever a sick fuck measure my victims first then dismember and stitch up lunatic, losing it whenever my ribs touch whether i was sober or whether i did drugs .. of course i'm a sick fuck, more than a bit nuts staring at my sword as it drips blood mutilate the corpse of my victims hope i find you on the floor with your wrists cut ..


released June 1, 2012

all cuts by DJ Coach 1


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Fubar Chicago, Illinois

Member of Shark Brothers.

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