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Underlord

from Graveyard in the Sky by Sin7ven

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[Verse 1]
Who wants to get together underneath a great cause?
Cricket choirs accompany my quiet take offs
Feign it's not a great loss and play it off
As if I'm dropping gems, like a disemboweled raid boss

Wizard power, Great Oz
Often called fake goth for wearing capes and saying 'doth'
What do they know about listening like 15 hours
Worth of Joy Division, quivering and sniffing wilted flowers

Tried to break into the vault from the golden age
And now I fear ladders and throw salt over shoulder blades
I wish my ego'd stop rerouting my brain
Into thinking every mouth was made for shouting my name

You can pick between an old one-two and a dirty shiner
I wouldn't mind a gold front tooth from a worthy writer
We can meet at the hub and trade artifacts
Or gather at a graveyard, donning grey party hats

[Verse 2]
Rap game Ainz Ooal Gown in a waifu towel
I turn heads like an owl in a bright room while
I’m engineering nightmares in glow-in-the-dark socks
Showing my sharp rocks and knowing the quark blocks

Funky 90’s flow with short rhymes that sorta rhyme
Leave a rhyme dork crying awestruck, it’s mortifying
Unfortunately my contemporary references
Will flunk the test of time and play hooky on impressiveness

Hedge your bets when faced with overwhelming consequence
And get the diet soda if you’re feeling full of confidence
And if you’re feeling full of misery and turbo angst
Please don’t get on twitter and consider sweet and wordy bands

This is pop art for bubble brains
McDonalds for thought, walk off the fucking stage
I’m just kidding, it’s not a big deal
I’d roll up on your crib skidding upon a big wheel

[Verse 3]
Moved into a new apartment, they do not allow pets
They don’t play no favorites or let me hang up cow heads
If I got my way I’d prolly get a strong borzoi
A dog with a nose that’s as long as a Rolls-Royce

It could riddle visitors in latin or whatever pops
And if they get the riddle wrong I’ll stab em through the letter box
I’m prolly better off without, tore up my sleeves
IKEA cacti, without a doubt, more up my speed

Shouts to Meli for those, I gotta get in my mode
I feel like dressing up in jelly for clothes
Don’t interview vampires, you’ll make them cry silver tears
With “where do you see yourself from now in five billion years?”

Have I ever lied within a bar? Not once
I’d eat a field of steaming reapers just to be on Hot Ones
What could possibly aid this weak, aching heart?
Buying over spicy grub from the East Asia Mart? Hmm...

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from Graveyard in the Sky, released October 31, 2018

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I produce, write and make weird hip-hop. I also draw.

For business inquiries: Sin7ven@gmail.com

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