Chip The Black Boy - Midnight
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{Myka 9:}
Chip, in the backpack
We're about to go out
Torture, terror, awful, feel the death
Devil, demon, hell, to nothing left
Pain, give up the ghost and make a mess
Once the chip's on your shoulder you may be next
{Chip:}
Caroling, I careen down the steps
Of the church as it bursts into bits
I'm the thing that bites in the nights
I wrong rights
Cutting wires
Starting fires while you rest
{Myka 9:}
Stab a ghoul the knife is in the chest
Evil, bloody zombie from a hex
Decapitated corpses on the set
Scream in chilling cold
It's dark and wеt
{Chip:}
The mane of the slain bеast I pet
Tugging reigns with insane shrieks
Inflecting the pitch of the sacred tongue of the father of aphids
Eating the katydids, everyday it is...
{Myka 9:}
...Hallowen to kill a psycho threat
Do the damage on panicking people pets
Skeletal remains along the trek
Brutal axe and chainsaw the neck
{Chip:}
Star extinguishing
Brandishing flesh-eating bacteria
Nearing the school cafeteria
Circling red rosies, ash throwing
Boat rowing upstream in gross things, erect
{Myka 9:}
Decomposing body parts and pests
Disemboweled dreaded weary flesh
The eeriness and foggy foul breath
From a gruesome graveyard architect
{Chip:}
Dissecting your best attempts at second-guessing
Arresting your inquistion with questions
Injecting festering sores with pestilence
Brokering sordid investments
{Myka 9:}
With the sinister decadence laid to rest
Through the menaning misery on a quest
To the multitude morbid and feeling vexed
From the nastiness needles to poke and peck
{Chip:}
I'm the geek chicken pecking my own neck
Playing hide-and-go-seek with myself, courting death
I'm the burning branch davidian, igniting the meridian
Giving in to the living end
{Myka 9 & Chip:}
Nightmares in oblivion, greet the guest
Holy host held down by the hellhound
With perverted obsessions to pull and press
Arresting the innocent and spellbound
Putrefication and rottenness, even stress
Test of time failed, a minefield's dirge, egress
Only the scourge of the purge is able to jest
Cracking wise on your back in the gallows in the locker!
{Myka 9:}
From the shadows a shocker making progress
Use every venomous vapor that they detest
Stalking lunatic torment the trouble, yes
Unknown ugliness, villainous disrespect
{Chip:}
Dealing this deck stacked
A bad hand, a bad touch
A pouch clutched, holding broken heartstrings and tear ducts
I'm sucked into the void with voided vow and vacant chest
{Myka 9:}
Chip, in the backpack
We're about to go out
Torture, terror, awful, feel the death
Devil, demon, hell, to nothing left
Pain, give up the ghost and make a mess
Once the chip's on your shoulder you may be next
{Chip:}
Caroling, I careen down the steps
Of the church as it bursts into bits
I'm the thing that bites in the nights
I wrong rights
Cutting wires
Starting fires while you rest
{Myka 9:}
Stab a ghoul the knife is in the chest
Evil, bloody zombie from a hex
Decapitated corpses on the set
Scream in chilling cold
It's dark and wеt
{Chip:}
The mane of the slain bеast I pet
Tugging reigns with insane shrieks
Inflecting the pitch of the sacred tongue of the father of aphids
Eating the katydids, everyday it is...
{Myka 9:}
...Hallowen to kill a psycho threat
Do the damage on panicking people pets
Skeletal remains along the trek
Brutal axe and chainsaw the neck
{Chip:}
Star extinguishing
Brandishing flesh-eating bacteria
Nearing the school cafeteria
Circling red rosies, ash throwing
Boat rowing upstream in gross things, erect
{Myka 9:}
Decomposing body parts and pests
Disemboweled dreaded weary flesh
The eeriness and foggy foul breath
From a gruesome graveyard architect
{Chip:}
Dissecting your best attempts at second-guessing
Arresting your inquistion with questions
Injecting festering sores with pestilence
Brokering sordid investments
{Myka 9:}
With the sinister decadence laid to rest
Through the menaning misery on a quest
To the multitude morbid and feeling vexed
From the nastiness needles to poke and peck
{Chip:}
I'm the geek chicken pecking my own neck
Playing hide-and-go-seek with myself, courting death
I'm the burning branch davidian, igniting the meridian
Giving in to the living end
{Myka 9 & Chip:}
Nightmares in oblivion, greet the guest
Holy host held down by the hellhound
With perverted obsessions to pull and press
Arresting the innocent and spellbound
Putrefication and rottenness, even stress
Test of time failed, a minefield's dirge, egress
Only the scourge of the purge is able to jest
Cracking wise on your back in the gallows in the locker!
{Myka 9:}
From the shadows a shocker making progress
Use every venomous vapor that they detest
Stalking lunatic torment the trouble, yes
Unknown ugliness, villainous disrespect
{Chip:}
Dealing this deck stacked
A bad hand, a bad touch
A pouch clutched, holding broken heartstrings and tear ducts
I'm sucked into the void with voided vow and vacant chest
