Wormwood ft. Castañeda Lyrics

Yuh yuh

To the left of the cleft, we got Wormwood

The demon with the season to please a heathen

And on the right we got Michael

The archangel ready to estrange you

From what hangs you

Big Worm, you up first

Sip this, with this, see to get fit for the

Witness gifted to the wicked

This little business got a hit list of about

Six sixes and a whip mitt

Huhm

Who greater, who hate her, who made her

Rip stitches for the big bliss?

That's Wormwoody!

Who bait her, who laid her, who take her

From the mission to the sick pit?

In the clearest of fields

That girl my biggest of meals

I split her conscience like we boxing

On permission to kill

First I questioned the real

Then I made her question the real

Now I'm burning laps around her and ain't

A capped amount of how many gifts I can steal

Sugar, iced-tea

I know they like me

Been calling me reaper?

Wait a minute I might be

Big purpose pauser

On Paul'nem, my perps appalling

I lie like a dead rat

Then throw my lil head back

I win,

Uh huh, uh huh

You lose

Alright, alright Wormwood

You can't be announcing winners like

You had your dinner

Coming up next to the mic

We got Michael ready to slight you with

Something frightful

Iso,

I'm liable to go, Michael,

Take your pick - Jackson, Tyson,

But I'm Angelo with no baby wings

I'm on go, ugh

You don't know? mmph

That when you fell, whose hell is it?

My God got the keys to the house you live in

I know you livid

Watch me, kid I'm arcangelic

Ugh

Top speed like my car note venom

Ugh

I lock keys in the car go get 'em

Ugh

My God sees every lost soul deadened

Ugh

I write this from where you can't enter

You a half-witted, little cadaver

With a loose antenna

I'm a few steps better

I'm a herald of the most high God

A good news for the human spreader

Little villain, you amuse me

You belittle and your method is accusing

But tell me how do you see

A winnable case

When the defendant you accuse

Is the literal race

The Son of Heaven did excuse

Price that He paid was a grace, worm

Now because of double jeopardy,

You'll never have a case worm

The most important trial of your life

Was lost in three days

To the Grace Through Faith firm

So,

Sip this witness

Of the living God who acquits kids

From the sickness

This lil sip sip sits in the stomach

Of the demon in hell like a time bomb

Tick ticks

Mmm spooky

You might, be really getting to me, but

I'mma make it burn

I'mma make it burn

I'mma make it burn

When I double the mind, then break it

Trouble the wine, come taste it

You played with awful

How are you the triggerman making offers?

Caught you embedded in a flame but

The smoke really came out of

Smacking the blaze up off you

See but the triggerman made it hostile

She don't know if you or the flame is talking

And I don't ever really argue with breakfast

You, Michael, you can debate the waffle

Shouldn't have put a wooden eclipse in-

Side of a hill or you wouldn't miss

This brutal defeat of a little Boogey-to-be

Aint you feeling the oxygen get thick?

Where? I'm a bear off the leash

Venom gathers when I speak

In her ear with a lie

It's relaxer on my teeth

Man you at least 50 feet

From the target and it keep

Getting farther, on my Father you gon'

Slobber in this heat

What I-

Thief, yelling, Thief

It's important that you peep

Every time you on her back

We got a legion underneath

Please, Michael-

Please? Here's a riddle for the beast

What kind of fire burns at 100,000 ft.?

None

Please

Ooh breathe

Tell them boys you couldn't see

That you dragged her to a cliff

But it was up a mountain peak

And you never would've predicted

You would hear the mountain speak