Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Treacherous Abbot , by - DZK. Release date: 23.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Treacherous Abbot |
| It’s the treacherous abbot, my method is madness |
| Developing a tactical hellish attack with |
| Weapons to hit fragments of skeletons backwards |
| My rap verse pick you apart like blackbirds |
| I am the minotaur running through your synagogue |
| The raw venom in my veins what I spit at y’all |
| No praise for the gods, I will kill Allah |
| And hang Christ on the spikes of the sinner’s cross |
| Any icon you worship I’m murdering |
| I stay burning them and turning up the furnaces |
| Serving you your brain while your head is in a tourniquet |
| Twisting in a pit of snakes, listen to the serpents hiss |
| Cruel mutant gruesome to the average eye |
| Walk among the clouds up in the blackened sky |
| From the foulest mouth deliver savage lies |
| Until humanity then vanish in the canopy |
| Step into my zone |
| This is that real shit, motherfucker |
| Get that ass kicked quick fast in a hurry |
| ? |
| fucker move back |
| D-Z to the K, I’m sick, what y’all thought? |
| It’s that real shit motherfucker |
| Like this |
| Step into my zone and get blown |
| You ain’t really real, I can tell when I look at you |
| War lab scientists hiding in asylums |
| Rhyming maniacal violent leviathan |
| I make waves cascade through your island |
| Any tribes hit by it will die a mile in |
| I slay scientist pigs with my violence |
| Straight spiral round throats? |
| choke silencing |
| Throw Bibles that smoke in my fire and |
| No rival left alive of mine’s higher than my level |
| You’ll find a few rebels will shoot? |
| bullets |
| My grind define metal |
| Divine devil, the rhymes that I peddle are poison as the oil |
| Of moist and fine petals, find heads impaled upon my wicked throne |
| Splintered bone and? |
| made of the thickest chrome |
| Blood straight from the floor is my war paint |
| And when my army march we make the shore quake |
| Beware shackles, I crackle with energy |
| My henchmen descend *rah* tackle my enemies |
| Enter my chamber and leave with a guaranteed |
| Injury, Wu-Tang ninjas defending me |
| If you offend me you face annihilation |
| You face extinction like you inside the Matrix |
| I will wipe you out like many Mayan races |
| Mutilate your face with such a vile hatred |
| You will quickly sicken of your reflection |
| Wish for death and beg for resurrection |
| Those who oppose me or try to overthrow me |
| Die at my hand, keep your nose as a trophy |
| Limbs, I break off, run, I chase y’all |
| Try to flee the country I prevent your plane’s take-off |
| Standing on the runway, reach when it pass me |
| Snap both wings in half and send you crashing |