Текст песни Shabazz The Disciple - Concious of Sin
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Yo, I was in the gameAnd when you dealing with all that death?Sometimes spirits come back and haunt youMy life, sometimes, be haunted, by my memoriesVisions in my head, show me diggin up, my enemiesI hate to go to sleep because of the dread that`s in my headAt times I find myself running from shadows of the deadThey try to pull me under, and bury me aliveI wake up, thinking it`s over, a good thing I survivedThey pull me back to sleep, and seperate my soulfrom my body, and put my blood and flesh in a holeAhh dig it`s worse, now the curse, caves my faith inI rose from beneath the surface of the earth, as SatanInflicting people with war, drugs, diseasesJumped up, go back to sleep, resurrected, ahh JesusHealing, the same motherfuckers I just inflictedSpreading righteousness, the word of God, my mind is twistingA holy war in the mental, I`m sort of brain deadSpirits got me under pressure and they`re fucking up my headNow I lay, me down, to sleepI pray the lord, my soul, to keepAnd if I should die, before, I awakeI pray the lord, my soul to takeA priest, performed an exorcist when I was conceived at birthThe casting of the demon off the earthDevils, worship me like a thesisNurses, rolled me in a room full of priestsWhere they attempted to cleanse my soul from evilWith crosses, bibles, holy words, and needlesRedrum, voices, evil dead, they told meI snatched the cross, jigged the priest in the head and left him holey(damn) My spiritual circle is evil, priests they attacked itThey jumped all over my flesh and put me in a straightjacketStrapped me to the bed the priest screamed as he bledThey tackled me and shackled me from my feet up to my head(dang) Now I lay to rest no longer stressing my escapeI fall deep into a dream, I see those spirits and I awake(mmmm) Now I lay, me down, to sleepI pray the lord, my soul, to keepAnd if I should die, before I awakeI pray the lord, my soul to takeAnother time my mind dwelled on a spellI heard the cries from the dead souls burning in hellVisions of their flesh, drowning in the floodWell under hallucinations I seen heads soaked in blood(damn) I snapped back to reality, and asked for my bibleOpened it up, in hurried confusion reachin for survival(mmmm) When all of a sudden, I`m overpowered by that curse(dang) The psalms that I`ve read, made my visions worse(mmmm, dang) Seen a therapist, told him spirits tried to bury meSpilled what was on my mind when I was done HE needed therapyHe recommended a baptism, a sacrificeMy soul rose to heaven but was cast back down by Christ(damn) In forms of thunder, rain hail, heavy windsNot even the blood of Christ, could cleanse my Concious of Sin