Lyrics Presence in the Room - Dope D.O.D., Skits Vicious

Presence in the Room

There was a presence in the room
I thought I can see an entity
Black figure, oh shit
There’s a presence in the room
God, help me
Bloomy glow nobody knew me
So I had to do it my way
Rock a pipe, eh, blow a candle
When the life fades and you left staring at the moon
It ain’t hard to tell that
There’s a presence in the room
We had it for a doom as we assume so
Whether it’s a visit or something more sinister
The mood won’t ever be the same
Since you tampered with the tune
Now your friends say that
There’s a presence in the room
I chip on this, speak of that
Tailor that giant wrap
Dash you bad, wing as well
Sprinkle some tinkerbell
Wicked witch with a bitter spoon
Now try one sip and you may sense that
There’s a presence in the room
So when you hit up wit spin the winter
Wake up in the splinter
And your finger and your limbs are seem to block
You connect the dots and now you never
Wearin' tune when I tell the story
There’s a presence in the room
There’s a voice in my head and it talks to me
Something sits on my chest when I pass to sleep
I feel stuck someone help please I cannot breathe
I try to move I try to scream
But then I see
There’s a presence in the room
What a way to go when you don’t know
What the way to go is better
So your role is the role you should adapt
When you smell the fumes
The place burns down with
The presence in the room
Something in the wall knocks
That also walks to the home latch
You’re in the middle of the house
For the cold spot and above
You see the gloom
Figure in the mirror it’s
The presence in the room
Sick like sicklecell I sell the sickle
To the cell mate in the jail
Marked by hell’s gates
Say his name and I bet he’ll be as soon
Sacrifice the man and grit
The presence in the room
So you’ll never rest
When you multiply the rest and
Realize there’s really no exceptions
Except when you open up to notice
That you listen to this tune
I’ve never rapped without
The presence in the room
There’s a voice in my head and it talks to me
Something sits on my chest when I pass to sleep
I feel stuck someone help please I cannot breathe
I try to move I try to scream
But then I see
There’s a presence in the room