Lyrics Body Bag Philosopher - Vinnie Paz

Body Bag Philosopher

Satanism, to most it conjures images of medieval darkness or sinister deeds
done for the devil
Simply said, satanism Is the belief that evil is excusable and attaining power
to control people and circumstances is desirable
Whether you believe in a literal devil is not important in understanding
satanism’s effect in our society
The evidence is in
Satan worship and satanic cults are growing rapidly, and inherents of these
ideas are becoming more vocal and more dangerous
These symbols of satanism are turning up everywhere
On walls, on clothes, on album covers
And even on bodies of murder victims
Yeah, this a hawkbill hit you with the blade of the knife
Take a white and listen to a day in the life
You don’t wanna see me wild with the ox
And your mother don’t wanna see a child in the box
Look, you wasn’t part of the regime
You just a cog in the machine
I was made in a diabolical lab
Then went missing like I’m Will, biological dad
Super lyrical, the Pun joint
It’s hard to hail a cab while holding yourself at gunpoint
Taken in vain like it’s intravenous
And why you can’t understand the differences between us?
The 50 is a savage machine
Rania Al-Abdullah that’s the arabic queen
You like comparing a shark to a small minnow
Jay Rock poppin' from outta the car window
The mac gon' blow, the rats gon' grow
The devil wanna take my soul
Cuz you don’t want smoke, my shooter no joke
But y’all wanna take my soul
The mac gon' blow, the rats gon' grow
The devil wanna take my soul
Cuz you don’t want smoke, my shooter no joke
But y’all wanna take my soul
Yeah, I got the whole block covered like a burqa
The first law of motion the principal of inertia
High noblemen, royal prince it’s the
It’s 20 domes and two minarets in the Bursa
That’s my brother, it’s my ahki we essentially kin
So when you violatin being disrespectful to him
It’s dry for you coming of that drought
Coming empty handed saying it’s the thought that count
Allah is the imperceptible, the reason it rains
And it’s getting cold ahki, this the season of change
Look, a brickwall that you can’t run through
Being goofy is just something that you can’t undo
Look, we all hittas homie we the fucking slump gang
Y’all be doing features and performances for jump change
fill em' with fear
You ain’t gotta find the villain B the villain is here, Toma!
The mac gon' blow, the rats gon' grow
The devil wanna take my soul
Cuz you don’t want smoke, my shooter no joke
But y’all wanna take my soul
The mac gon' blow, the rats gon' grow
The devil wanna take my soul
Cuz you don’t want smoke, my shooter no joke
But y’all wanna take my soul
Hail Satan
We induce in the night
I will be a band with you
The devil wanna take my soul
Lucifer dwells in us all
The devil wanna take my soul