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lyrics
05 Mirrors Of The Spirit Charmer
Verse
Conversations with the flames that burns your Earth connection/
Flash backs to lonely days the premonitions of the future/
Still stuck at the point of them visuals/
Shit is real still rippin' mic devices/
Writing ill spells across the pages/
Peep the warning/
I write your death, if need be/
And we see where the art of Tek it takes us/
Love Rap but fuck this element of life/
Meet the uglier side, fuck a simple visual/
Raw intimidating sides, corrupting sources/
Hurting peoples mental/
Lets do this for real, the ritual for real/
Bless these bones of Tek/
Lets dig deeper, further the darker, the place the other side resides/
Spirit charmer, curse your whole life/
Scratch the spirit essence like it FOR:AM Vinyl/
Earth tones, Earth stones, Earth walker/
Burn a Bible just to prove my words IS real/
Ill skills like I'm Jesus Christ, no lies/
Burn your image destroy the poison/
The only thing black I know is power/
So fuck your existence/
No respect for the eyes watching/
Lost responsibility, it fucking cripples me/
Talking to the unseen/
They told me "calm the self"/
No complex in between the line messages/
I spit this for all those with hidden agendas/
People watch close, again watch your closest/
They fuck the art/
So me its back to the section 4/
The word spells , so tempted to test the waters/
Either that or stupid violence/
But that's so easy, believe you me we fuck the wicked/
Twist the ways of disturbance/
Conversations with the flames that burns your Earth connection/
Hate!, peep the style, the word play/
The words like incantations before a deadly strike/
O'shit I love the other side/