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Correct No Rest For The Wicked (Featuring King Gordy) Lyrics
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Pdm Project Deadman Prozak King Gordy mec (Prozak) I sit alone and try to remember why it's obituaries Diggin up 5 dead bodies so I can play twister and pictionary Kindy scary how I stay stationary in this monestary You think it's depressing in the cemetary but it's quite the contrary Kind of morbid livin in this fucked up world that we call hell But will somebody please just tell me what the fuck is that smell Oh it's our own souls decaying the result of our wicked ways Like eatin a bowl of thumbtacs with a side of razorblades Oh no my hands are bleeding a side effect of stigmata Terrorists crash into buildings and they claimin it's for Allah But I holler at your religion Muslim Hebrew or Christian Havin visions and preminitions of mankinds crucifictions The body of christ compells you 'cause you do what the devil tells you Drugs and alcohol excell you like a dirty pimp that sells you But I'm not here to condemn you criticize or offend These are the prophecies of Project Deadman here to tell you No rest for the angels no rest for the demons No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(2x) (King Gordy) I hold there for shock obsorbance when I rock the orbit For what it's worth I am not normal I am dark and morbid Escape from hell the devil's trackin me down He wears all black with a crown with shocks and horns he gotta be found Slip through the cracks in the ground Died but I'm back as a baby from Iraq Who learned first to live Allah decide what truth is I'm a soldier pack through deserts walkin through deserts You're down with the presence of a ghost lost in the present Cursed to lurk the earth desolate hurts but then again Many havn't experienced the pleasure of pain I pity you you're pitiful perish in flames The rap version of Kurt Cobain It's an honor when Manson let's me watch him snort cocaine Life of a rockstar of fortune and fame Until we blow out our brains hahahahahaha No rest for the angels no rest for the demons No rest for the murder victims that are always screamin No rest for the guilty no rest for the dead No rest from the insane voices that are screamin in my head(6x) No rest for the wicked(2x)
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