Correction Lyrics Seance by Unusual Suspects

Featuring(s) : Rhyme Asylum, Reain & Lee Scott

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Lyrics

[Lord Measle]

Been a depressed soul since the get go
So negative, every atom I hold is an electron
Ignore the name on my headstone
Regan McNeil to me was just another notch on the bedpost
Live in my own world like the Truman show
I'll kill you, cuz' I dislike your voodoo doll
f*ck 16's I'll end with a no comment
The only chart I'm looking to top is the ten most wanted

[Possessed]

I drop letter bombs through deaths door
Intense force of my brainwaves sinks dreadnoughts
Tongues a double edged sword
I'm not flogging a dead horse I'm flogging dead centaurs
R to the A, we brandish knives
With the handles twice as sharp as the blade
Cut myself shaving with hell razors
Pop pills and get my stomach pumped with 12 gauges

[Lee Scott]

A cheapskate, your raw cyphers more like a
Mothers meeting tea break I preach hate and scream peace
Lee ain't doing shit for Pete's sake I slap producer's
With their beat tapes and ask them what they've learned
Your clique lights spliffs to watch them burn
I'm on some, swipe it, and eat the roach type shit
Tearing bible pages making spliffs
And turn a god fearing Christian in to a human hating atheist

[Cruger]

I moved out and that's all
At school I stuck explosive gum under my desk in exam halls
Stand tall, the big bad wolf that runs wild
Only time I watch my language is with subtitles
In the same house all of my life
Now I'm kicking my family out claiming squatters rights
Hospitalized, due to self harm
But then I just slit my wrist with the get well cards

[Reain]

If you don't feel the cut, get scissor slashed
It's ugly, when I shatter my opponent in a mirror match
Wage war on a piece of paper
A killing spree in Piccadilly, the circus freak of nature
I'll burn you down
The black rain of fire from a mushroom cloud
With the license to kill that I get from bond
I'll drive an armored car with a full tank of petrol bombs

[Psiklone]

Strike a match in a fire trap
Speak of the devil and your spine'll snap for talking behind my back
Phantom high on helium
I rap on frequencies that frighten psychic mediums
Identical to my evil twin
I strangely vanish from every photo I featured in
My life's like a violent film, scream on Silent Hill
And my watch is stuck ticking time to kill

[Ending]
We came to wreck everything, and ruin your life

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