Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deep in the Water, artist - Sunz Of Man. Album song Elements, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.08.2016
Record label: Echo International
Song language: English
Deep in the Water |
Destination:? |
Trapped in the dandie’s lion with a pit of lions |
World crying, inside, what the fuck’s goin on with me? |
What’s goin on? |
What’s goin on? |
Ugh! |
What’s goin on? |
What’s goin on? |
Yo, yo. |
Deep in the Water of life, I would fight |
Wearing turbens, purified up in the virgin |
Emerging the blood, would flood up the wombs |
The eggs hatch, and let loose, a fume |
Prophecized just like Jesus, writing Hebrew |
On the wall’s of my mother’s fetus |
Then I was swimming in the afterbirth |
Each chapter, each verse, got deeper, got worse |
The keeper, of laws, my brain, what saw |
The seeker, of tablets, preachers, would ban it |
The force, brought forth, the holiest, controlliest |
Slowly, takin me, into, the mental, orgasm |
Was 'jaculating, stimulating, relating to life |
Incubating, rotating around light beams |
Like creams, I was formed in the white dream |
Redeemed, like powder, outta, my maker |
Enter, nature, returned, the vapor |
Killah Priest, born in the pillar of yeast |
Lost in the miscarriage, the automatic of marriage |
Pow! |
Once ya live, ya die |
Ohh. |
what is it? |
Is it a mystery? |
Did they mention me in history? |
I was born alone, begun from blood, skin and bones |
To the mind, body, soul hunter, creating poems |
For immature brain cells, trapped in confusion, I ruin your mental |
I sent that ass to Hell and tell the devil that I sent you |
I react like a reflex, protected by God |
Bringin life to the brain-dead, diggin deeper than the graveyard |
The stick that you walk with, I broke a long time ago |
There’s nowhere to hide when I stalk like a shadow |
Everyday somebody dies, somebody else is born |
A chain reaction, life’s a cycle like plastic |
I practice, ghetto bastards I’m givin caskets |
Innocent, murderous is what you don’t expect |
While secret Satan agents be livin off your death |
I’m already a waitin victim to an unknown death trap |
Hell is gettin hot, is it too late for me to sweat that? |
The killah team, guillotine get chopped where your heads at |
In order to get revenge ya got to pass my dead end |
I use your best friend to set ya up for me to win |
To put the blood inside my pen to write my next sin |
Then again, the beast from within, it just possessed |
It leads me to kill, then I’m left with your bloody mess |
I seem insane, since semen my brain been gained |
Like Monopoly, but there’s no way of stoppin me |
I die slow, struggled in the wounds of evil |
My technicality wins a race based on reality |
Everyday is still a revolutionary thrill |
The war’s in the streets, bodies floatin down the bloody river |
Terror, livin in this present day and era |
Caged in the belly of the beast, thoughts of a killah |
The duty of a wise man, prophecized, civilize the savage |
Yeast, I generate heat from the East |
Repells revelation, livin in revelation |
The Sunz of Jacob shall fill the power of the nation |
Created, situated, on physical plains, originated |
From drops of sperm, the black germ |
I come with the scientifical techniques and masses |
The methods of madness, psycho wrath of gases |
Burnin through flesh, deteariatin brain cells |
Waves radiate as I escape the channel of Hell |
The arsenal, one Prodigal, Sun of Man |
Stalks the fuckin land with evil, various plots and plans |
The wicked lashes shall buries us inside time and matter |
I write chapters through the raptures of disaster |
Trapped in a long dark tube, fightin for exsistence |
Absorbin stressful germs as I travel the distance |
Eternally locked in a cell in the form of sperm |
Doing life, mental strife, evil semenal germ |
Swimmin through revengeful cycles, accumlatin arches |
Killin of the sperm cells, illuminatin darkness |
Stranglin 'em with my tail, absorbin life from semen |
When I was born I came out screamin and blasphemin *laughs* |
Cryin in blood, spittin at the figure of Christ on the holy? |
See, since the sonogram I was diagnosed to be cursed |
Doctors administered stress, I’d be born in the church |
But they sold the womb closed of unholy bitches |
A burst up, reversed and blast through the stitches |
Ahh! |
Hell at last, my first breath that I cursed |
They performed the ritual, took me home in a hurse |
But in the womb I metamorphesized, my birth and death was already prophecized |
Instead of a crib I slept in a casket |
Sacrificed the first born but Christ denied this evil bastard |
For all of those who don’t understand what I’m talkin about |
You’re trapped in my helium of evil thought, figure your way out |
Or be comdemned to eternal livin death. |