Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shroud, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Special Effects, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.05.2015
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Shroud |
| I can’t breathe anymore |
| I’ve gone the distance |
| Can’t see me anymore |
| The darkness has overcome |
| I don’t wanna be part of this |
| But I let it take me |
| So I let it take me |
| Now it’s dripping all over me |
| We on this Earth as we hell raisers |
| We crave good life but born into this dead-zone |
| I’ve searched for answers from my female maker |
| In the cemetery but they never produced her headstone |
| Black as ever like shabba |
| Thick and oozing like lava |
| See this room with my Prada, dadda |
| Must’ve came from my father |
| 'Cause my momma, was an angel |
| But this thang grow, insane bro |
| (Insane woah) |
| This is darkness accumulated |
| Over the years the heartless but fools I made it |
| Over to here on the TV |
| Cops kill a man 'cause he’s trying to buy a BB Gun |
| (BB Gun) |
| What’s gonna happen when they see me come |
| Really run |
| (Really run) |
| I’m 'bout to just boom |
| Take the madness |
| Let it explode and shake the masses |
| Shroud that I carry here to break the rabbits |
| And awake the maggots |
| I hate your habits |
| (I hate your habits) |
| Your evil’s consuming me |
| Now my heart and brain together in unity |
| Darkness… |
| 'Cause ain’t no opportunity |
| They say my metamorphosis made a monster |
| In so many ways this statement might be true |
| Your plan right from the start was divide and conquer |
| So what do you think I see when I see you? |
| Give me your wishes |
| Give me your hit-list |
| Bring all the wicked |
| I’m 'bout to show you I’m vicious |
| Ligaments and Sriracha’s delicious |
| No stopping for tickets |
| Don’t make me give the crooked coppers the business |
| (Coppers the business) |
| I was suspicious |
| Wearing your anger |
| During your danger |
| Swearing whore wrangler |
| Don’t let me close to y’all |
| If you touch it it’s like an overdose of Propofol |
| I be the ghost of all |
| That wanna vote for hogs |
| I gotta go tomorrow |
| (Go tomorrow) |
| Licking my lips, Ow! |
| Burn my tongue |
| I need a germ to come through me |
| And worms and dung |
| I lay stagnant |
| I’m an avid madman |
| See the evil I grab |
| It stick to me like a magnet |
| You can have it |
| (You can have it) |
| Rack, I’m a clack on they asses |
| Brack! |
| Brack! |
| Brack! |
| Give the evil no passes |