Spex - A conscripts conscious

Spex - A conscripts conscious

I spit at your face

With the breath of a dragon and fire of Phoenix
Till my death is applied and earthly time is depleted
It's deadmeat, a dead beat, rhymes are deleted
So let me bring the red heat back to the feeble
'Cause I'm Lucifer! Pounding atheists to crucifix's
From Beelzebub to triple-six, son, my styles are numerous
Eve's desire breathing fire, your personal Antichrist
That'll make you sacrafice your afterlife for brief enlightment
So, weather you're seeking the light or already found it
It's live from the moshpit

I'm blurtin' a conscripts conscious
Transponding, sending the signal over numbers of bottles
Having too much fun with sunbeams and drumbeats
With my ignorance headphones my music speaks country
From Cash to Robbins, I'm feeling down tonight, not even thirsty
A shittake evening, started with a living birthday
Man I gotta' sleep
I'll holla back in a week

For spellin' out loud, I can't speak... scream