IT'S Dark Smith - Ouija (feat. Earth To A.Z.)

It's Big AZ, All through ya mental, and I don't do the gentle

It's chemical X to the ritual
They ain't ready

They wanna play, but I'm locked in
So many letters to spell out a word, they be hittin' you quicker than mosh pits
Come play with the dead, the blood that we shed
We known to get busy, to kill off the nonsense
Talkin' to spirits to learn what they know, and I'm bringin' them right out the globe
I make them kill, you better correct
It's a good day for a sin
They revoke my name, cause I kill with a grin
If they don't wanna play, then I don't wanna win

It's all bets when it comes to a sin
It's somethin' that you must know
This ain't what I ask for
This ain't nothin' simple

Look, three eyes And A nose where the sun
Don't go, It ain't fun getting
Snatch through the window
How low can you go this no limbo

I be shakin' up shit with a flow so sick
I be shakin' up shit with a flow so sick
Make You vomit and throw up a bitch
See the way that I'm stuck in my sinister ways

I'm speakin' to ones that watchin' the earth
They don't wanna play
They shakin', they livin'
They really bring light to the pain
A hole in your brain
This shit ain't the same
It's chemical X to the ritual
A hole in your brain
This shit ain't the same
It's chemical X to the ritual

Chemical X

It's chemical X to the ritual
They ain't ready

It's big A.Z. all through your mental
And I don't do the gentle

It's Big A.Z. all through your mental
And I don't do the gentle
While stepping on your mental
And ripping out Ya dental
Go look what I can do
I play in dirt more than A Horseshoe
Curse you than dirt you
Now you a T-shirt to

Is that a V-neck Or a crew
You didn't Have time to pick and choose
You snooze, you lose
I bend the rules
Killing the corruption
I feed off the destruction
The hunger and eruption
Mind chasing soul racing

my life ain't no fairy tale
If you wanna battle, to the death Then
Bitch, I wish you well
Big A.Z. all through your mental

And bitch, I wish you well
If you wanna battle, to the death then
Bitch, I wish you well
Big A.Z. all through your mental
And I don't do the gentle

Chemical X

Written by:
Chuck Wadlington

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