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City Morgue

CONSCIENCE

 

CONSCIENCE

(album: CITY MORGUE VOLUME 3: BOTTOM OF THE BARREL - 2021)


[ZillaKami:]
Urgh
Pain

Hello, say hi
Going one-for-one, eye for an eye (Jell-O, Jell-O)
Hello, say hi
Going one-for-one, eye for an eye (Jell-O, Jell-O)
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my— (Pain)

Magnets to pacemakers, knives to guts (Okay)
Looking at my life, know I don't give no fucks (What's up?)
Now your granny on crutches (Haha)
Here, do it to mine, so we can level discussions (Haha)
Are we on that same level? Fist-fight with the red devil (Okay)
Off with his horns, cranking up the black metal (Huh?)
The pot is bubbling, blowing out the tea kettle (What?)
We can rewind the beef, wait until it get settled (Okay)

Hello, say hi
Going one-for-one, eye for an eye (Jell-O, Jell-O)
Hello, say hi
Going one-for-one, eye for an eye (Jell-O, Jell-O)
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my—

[ZillaKami (SosMula):]
But I'm back where I started, my face itch (What?)
I scratch on my skin 'til I break it (Okay)
My head hurts 'cause it's full of hatred (Huh?)
Man, the guns sink the fucking battleship (Haha, Sleezy)

[SosMula:]
I ain't got a clear head (No-no), you's a fucking airhead (Fuck outta here)
Now we chopping heads off just like they deer heads (Boom boom)
Fuck America, we don't fear feds (Fuck outta here)
White face, dead pres' (Mula)
Kick your fucking door in with my dreadheads (Gimme that)
Spray the room up, it's gon' be a red bed (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Leave them niggas dead-dead (Boom), if they call the cops up
It's gon' be a dead dead, counting up that bread-bread (Sleezy)

[ZillaKami:]
Hello, say hi
Going one-for-one, eye for an eye (Jell-O, Jell-O)
Hello, say hi
Going one-for-one, eye for an eye (Jell-O, Jell-O)
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my conscience
Pain, pain, I need to clear my—

done

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