[LVC - Heresy]
[Verse 1]
Fully hypnotized, bitch, I’m maxed out
LVC pull it out to push you out the trap house
Psychedelic trapper, real psychedelic trip, bitch
LSD mescaline take another hit of this
I’m different, satanic and hexed up, bitch, I got this curse
To kill a fucking hoe way too quickly, can’t get it first
I’m the one luciferian, forever on that devil shit
Tatted on my fucking neck, I’m repping me until the grave
Ain’t nobody play with me, I slang it to your face
Imma pull my fuckin blade, chop your head off, mane
I’m decapitating these busta' suckas, never flinch
Bitch I am a lord of the underground, stayed up in your place
[Verse 2]
Eyes up, shoot a hex off, come on and see
I'm drowning in the weight of my curses and all this misery
These busta' suckas lame to this evil shit I be conjuring
'Cause I’m a devil here, coming up, I steal all your energy
Step to me and meet the devil
Imma let you know this shit ain’t never what it seems
But LVC always been a part of the prophecy
A prodigy in all of manners of evilness and heresy
Reaping these souls, all I need me is some pedigree
Finna' be a war in all the cities from the in-between
Stacking bodies high in a pile of all this kerosene
Heavy sacrifice I am burdened to take your life from thee
[LSZ - Romania]
[LXR - Mental Demons]
[Hook]
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
(I just asked, “where ya’ at?”)
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
Boy, not where you’re from
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
(I just asked, “where ya’ at?”)
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
Boy, not where you’re from
[Verse 1]
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
I smoke that shit by the pack
Keep bodies hung from the rack
My mental demons attack anyone who gets close to me
[Bridge]
So don’t you get too close to me, yeah
[Hook]
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
(I just asked, “where ya’ at?”)
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
Boy, not where you’re from
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
(I just asked, “where ya’ at?”)
I just asked, “where ya’ at?”
Boy, not where you’re from
[Verse 2]
Mental demons attack
I know that your shit is wack
Raw talent is what you lack
You want things you cannot control
Making music’s no problem
I know cutting’s my problem
Don’t you cut my fent with shit
I know what goes in my nose
[LSZ, LVC & LXR - Solace & Suffering]
[LSZ - Verse 1]
[LVC - Verse 2]
Bathing in a pool of acid
I become possessed by one
Feel the tension of my evil
Aura blackened by the sun
I see that shit and rush straight in
It don’t mean shit to me no more
You walking through the gates of hell
I wrote that scripture long ago
Tripping in a field somewhere
I am about to kill this hoe
I don’t care 'bout nothing bitch
I’m on the path of tortured souls
Leaving out my body
Witness places never seen before
I hold too much power
For some nameless jit up in the O
[LXR - Verse 3]
Bitch I’m sour
Locked up inside of my tower
I smoke flour
Sochi pack stacked on the counter
Running back the clock by hours
I’m all suffering, no solace
Phone never will ring, no service
Lord of flies, the part-time homeless
Fuck with me and my new clique, yeah
Fuckboys always think they’re slick, yeah
Artyom thy damned, I can’t die, yeah
I can’t die, yeah