Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Presence in the Room, artist - Dope D.O.D..
Date of issue: 28.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |