Purple Sun - Underworld Reign Lyrics

I C Y, I leave my prints on the crime scene
OD, my shit in your bloodstream
Full moon, f*cking howling
Shaolin drums, got the club banging
Walk through the valley in the shadow of death
Blood like light on my feet, Billie
Stuck every single night
I had to let the devil go and ride
I'm from where everybody just dreams to runaway
And they end up stuck in their ways till the bullets play
Nothing new, like a curse you eat every day
Too late, failure on a fading planet
F*ck the answers, I don't need the cause
I just face the consequences
In the end who's gonna pick up the bodies?

I feed the hate
I feed the truth
Give the pain to the youth
Underworld reign
I left my crown hanging by the booth
Wealthy loner or friendly loser
Thinking 'bout the future
When the room shakes, yeah
Got no room for guess guess

Moving only through evolution
Cash always mixed in equation
The gate took over my patience, no
There won't be no revolution
This night might be the last
F*ck the ties, f*ck the praises
Only pain got my regards
Outcast "même a marrée basse"
It will be never enough "kho"
Sampling death to get this life
Ugly place I feed the grass
I'll kill myself till I get the right one

Hoe slained, quick play
Club bounce, neck pain
Next day, brain ache
False praise, you bet
Scars always come from the crib
Bots attributes the chronic
I bleed the words
Breath in the foam
F*ck the icons
Spikes in my throats
Dirt till it sounds sonic
Bringing the peace like "Hiroshima"
"Sig Sauer" 's share, my profit cleaner
Brand new slaves bought a "new freezer"
I just shot, back to my senses
No treats left, the dose is rising
Fire 'gainst fire and diamonds for blood
Pour a cup, break my latch in the mud

I feed the hate
I feed the truth
Give the pain to the youth
Underworld reign
I left my crown hanging by the booth
Wealthy loner or friendly loser
Thinking 'bout the future
When the room shakes, yeah
Got no room for guess guess

Moving only through evolution
Cash always mixed in equation
The gate took over my patience, no
There won't be no revolution
This night might be the last
F*ck the ties, f*ck the praises
Only pain got my regards
Outcast "même a marrée basse"
It will be never enough "kho"
Sampling death to get this life
Ugly place I feed the grass
I'll kill myself till I get the right one