Huge thanks to O.T for letting me remix his baby. The second I heard that chorus, I KNEW I had to do something with it.
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Lyrics:
Man I just don't think you ever met my crew
Be not afraid, they wanna meet you too
Not gon' lie, they might seem a bit strange
They hold me up, and always set the stage
They say I came from beyond, this is true
Wonder where all my beats come out the blue
Open this cover, watch and be amazed
Yeah, all you have to do is flip the page
Their coffins were their cages, been forgotten to the ages. Ev'ry name in here got power that been locked wit'in these pages
Given breath of life, from this ancient tome of sages. Let your soul be free again, no need to gather yo' graces
Its no stranger a tactic, rose my crew from the ashes. The dead jus' got a vibe, that no mortal kind matches
Got their souls contracted, get the ritual enacted. Keep on buryin' your dead, so OT can stay in Practice
Those Ghouls can slam a bass to death
Yeah, They like to bring the grunge
Vamps they like that classic set
On Pianos, Number one
Spirits fuck with the wood wind yeah
Pull that air out from your lungs
The heart beat was still missing, yeah
So the Werewolves beat the drums
Only fuck with the creatures of the night
All we wanna do is jam in moon light
Might seem strange, but they always do it right
Always trust them to keep the tempo tight
There's no need to fear this magic act
Trust the dead, they always stay on track
If you scared, you might wanna step on back
Get too close and your soul will join the stack.
The pact is pure profession, an unholy resurrection. The dead straight hold it down, the result is pure perfection
If you wanna join a session, add yo' soul to my collection. This circle's ever growin', man we offer no rejection
Every verse a new obsession, watch the crowd fall to possession. Ain’t no mortal opposition, we the final true progression
Raise the rhythm past the limit, no restraint and no suppression. When it's OT that commands it, all the dead gon’ find direction
Those Ghouls can slam a bass to death
Yeah, They like to bring the grunge
Vamps they like that classic set
On Pianos, Number one
Spirits fuck with the wood wind yeah
Pull that air out from your lungs
The heart beat was still missing yeah
So the Werewolves beat the drums
Those Ghouls can slam a bass to death
Yeah, They like to bring the grunge
Vamps they like that classic set
On Pianos, Number one
Spirits fuck with the wood wind yeah
Pull that air out from your lungs
The heart beat was still missing yeah
So the Werewolves beat the drum
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