| This is Lotus
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| Dark fuckin Lotus
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| This is Lotus
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| Dark fuckin Lotus
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| I need no introduction I’m from parts unknown
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| With the power to end it all like Ol’Jim Jones
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| I walk the dark side with both eyes closed
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| And down below I’m known as the unexplainable
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| Comin out my mouth when I drool, sweatin out my pores
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| Show you different realms as I open up different doors
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| Hold onto your ores, cause your boat’s sinkin
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| Faces meltin off cheeks when I’m speakin
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| I’m still known for blood sippin
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| Don’t matter, type A or a B, I ain’t trippin
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| I got a thirst like a curse in control
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| Till I’m carvin up body parts and the heart from where it go One drop will consume you
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| Two forever doom you
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| Standiin over the body as we drink to the voodoo
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| Livin with the demons and ghouls make me a custom
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| They eat whatever goes in the body after I cut them
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| They underneath the mortuary bumping this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| They built the Pyramids while bumpin this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| Way up on the mountain top they bumpin this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| When it comes to wicked bitch you know we the shit
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| Cause this is Lotus
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| Dark fuckin Lotus
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| We got your poison
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| We possess any room leave it freezing cold
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| First you’ll get a bloody nose then your head will implode
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| We will stretch you, break your spine in five places
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| With tattooed bracelets and masked unpainted faces
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| Utterly demented Dark Lotus has them submitted
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| On the minds of the serpents of the servant who ain’t repented
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| You summon the seventh sign, the plagues of undead
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| With the pentagram as a reminder branded on your head
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| Open like an entrance
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| No truth will ever suffice for any skeptic except for death sentence
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| Fact in blood, splattered in ink blots
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| Spell out a four lettered word as the blood clots
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| Me plus four more venomous pedals
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| We re-ablaze hell the same day it froze
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| We didn’t pick our spots in this shit, we are chosen
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| Now come on down bitch and feel this Hot Poison
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| They underneath the morturary bumping this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| They built the Pyramids while bumpin this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| Way up on the mountain top they bumpin this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| When it comes to wicked bitch you know we the shit
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| Cause this is Lotus
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| Dark fuckin Lotus
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| We got your poison
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| Plagues evolve from each septahydro
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| A psycho who likes to leave most without a dome
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| Mostly in your home when you’re thinkin you’re all alone
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| Apparate like a ghost and disappear with your soul
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| I caught Lucifer and threw a hook through his mouth
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| Cut it’s belly open and cockroaches fell out
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| But I stomped em all with Jamie (Madrox) Joey (Shaggy) Paul
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| (Monoxide) and Chris (Blaze)
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| Ain’t no wicked shit like this
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| They underneath the mortuary bumping this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| They built the Pyramids while bumpin this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| Way up on the mountain top they bumpin this shit
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| Hot Poison
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| When it comes to wicked bitch you know we the shit
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| Cause this is Lotus
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| Dark fuckin Lotus
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| We got your poison
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| Cause this is Lotus
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| Dark fuckin Lotus
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| We got your poison |