Mystic Spirits

And in a town And they're not takin' dominions like this Flesh-N-Bone comin' at ya like this

Get 'em off me, in me you're feelin' I get when I'm tryin' Your spirits get inside of me, blindin' my mind I get stoned, like in asylum, I put a trap my mental Get a temper, turn all violent, put a stop on my silence Get blown, Flesh-N-Bone got the TEC And it's on for the next, who get mo' murda, murda My Lord, never felt so many spirits all up in my system Controllin' me, listen, I wanna take 'em, but a nigga stay calm

Yet he lead, he wet, so wet, sweaty palms Glocks and a bomb, I'm makin' sure that he cracked the whole area Carry ya body, buried in your front lawn We're confusin' to you while I'm using you fools All abused, find us sort of like a mystery Wonderin' how in the hell you keep losin' Check how I keep schoolin', peep niggas (made history)

Flip of my tongue and it's over, you hung upside-down by your feet Fin to send ya swangin', and knew somebody shoulda showed or told Just a little somethin', shit'll get you strung out And hangin', and I'll bet that I mangle any person Strangle any serpent, wantin' to tangle with me When a brawl goes down, look around at the city, tore it up But your ass still ready when I hit and see

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin

Fall asleep, fall deep in a nightmare Wake up and see me standing there at the edge of your bed Thought it was Freddy, instead it be Flesh And he holdin' a machete steady, drippin' bloody red But I warned 'em time from time again Time after time again, I'ma just sit back, sip gin Think on how to persuade 'em, corner 'em all, consume 'em And sent them in a murder with a MAC-10

Pack that gat, so them had it Ready, set, aim, and straight to pull the flame off the temple People standin' around They wonderin' where did he go to get away from the po-po Can't fuck with a nigga, man, so pull the trigger, simple bang! Hear it, feel it, wicked spirits in the room, dance to your doom When he had to come enter through the room pretty soon So hell get, assume position, lay down in the tomb, gone

I love the way they sound, boy, had his soul snatched from the body Left the corpse here, struck with an exorcist, possessed him Had to put him out of misery, get the stiff and no shadow Nigga got to attack, so many spirits live inside, trip this All of my mystic spirits, I get ready, make a nigga wanna cry

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin

In check, learn a lesson by the mastermind, stack Learn to pap pap or commandin', attackin' 'em again Feel it deep within, seep, slowly, slide inside I might take over your mesmerized friend, and in your chinny-chin Grim niggas steady sendin' back-to-back blows 'til them hoes fold up Bow down, try to get these now, nigga bound to be found Could've had him get sewed up

Ready for use, made you rich and sellin' out Take yourself, nigga told on this homie, dog And they all had a fall, hittin', stickin' 211-turned-187 When they hauled it off Never stop when I'm gettin' my swerve on Niggas take a fall, and then haven't you heard? Cause she takin' shit over, hittin', rollin' dope, bring a Perc Kilo up on your block and serve it

Out the strap, nigga, hang, let my thug nuts swang Touch the pavement, jack them When the ground get too rough, pick them up and eruption 20 gauge splitters slug taggin' them In the back if ya go to turn away Oh nigga, might kill all you fools who ain't worthy Be the man in the city, Cleveland Everyday people in Saint Clair, my niggas play dirty

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin

Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits all up in my Flesh-N-Bone, deep within One flip of my tongue, and you niggas are hung Too late, consume in sin Mystic spirits