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lirik lagu hocuz pocuz - midnight

[intro: 3rd rail phantom]
it’s crazy out there
keep it comin’

[verse 1: 3rd rail phantom]
one in a million, reminisce with chills
billed in mentally prophecized
devise a plan to feed my children
my plans to annihilate the entire state and [?]
don’t [?] the phantom
and i execute verbal attacks at random
as i sift through the ruins of my own doin’s
amongst the meat
while i ponder from the metal down to the creek
it’s kinda wild, i’m a child of thoughts, only underline the pain
personality switch up like schizophrenics raisin’ cain
so i write rhymes ’cause i’m the 3rd
prime’s the word according to emphasis
’cause any attempt to diss is absurd
so i sit back on a qt, build science with beauty
it aligns my [?], i keep my from going cooly
so, what up, son?
i never lose my grip when i hold my flavor
the whole list be blessed when i expose narcissist behavior
why the wisdom? it’s business
four, five, six, the witness [?] with the gods
bettin’ the odds for mental fitness
in a rainin’ h~ll of bullets, prime represent to the fullest style
i was overcome with evil, and i stole thoughts of goodness
there goes that mister [?]
try to break the silence with a whisper
the listener accenting profound thoughts of your sister
built with the god’s gift
verbal cypher that’s swift
come with a remedy to envy
stay mad close with your enemy
you’re out like hammer, slammer
faced with the ramifications of back black f~cking your wack radio stations
ax misplacement
k!ller taxis that’s adjacent
transport in the body to ease my riches from my bas~m~nt (maybe)
style’s non~composed [?]
phantom in each [?]
repentance is silence and only a theory for my vengeance
my lyrics inoculate from the lyrics that you already done got
you straight
i be the deacon, metaphorically speakin’
leavin’ no clues, what i do, it’s unlawful
3rd rail shoot you out with somethin’ awful
[hook]
as i walk the streets at midnight (yeah)
take on anything that comes my way
(na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na~na)
does it ever get better, maybe? (maybe)
but the pain never goes away (hey)

[verse 2: 3rd rail phantom]
beware the wild style, it really don’t matter to me
’cause now i can rock the physiology slash psychology slash blast anatomy
makin’ my mark, the spark, romantal ~n~lysis
make your kidneys shut down, i put your ass on dialysis
i’m beatin’ suckers with tongues and drums
now i sing you sung ’til the f~cking phantom comes
and i hum the gospel (yeah)
believe it, tellin’ ya lies and pentecostal
my style is hostile
i burn a hit right out your nostril
your style is stagnant
human state is the case
but you suckers leave, i to fumigate the whole place
’cause i can walk barefoot in the park, and i got my soul and eric b
one dose of lyrics from the prime, it’s like chemotherapy, follow me
mentally, verbally, i can bomb you in many ways
sayin’ crime pays
examinin’, all cats gettin’ x~rays
when they be shootin’ up in the park
and n~ggas just don’t know what to do
but now i gots me a baby boo to blast the 442, true
[hook]
as i walk the streets at midnight (hey)
take on anything that comes my way
(take on anything that comes my way)
does it ever get better, maybe? (maybe)
but the pain never goes away
(never goes away)

[bridge]
it goes on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on
it goes on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on

[verse 3: 3rd rail phantom]
medieval times crush the minds with 9s
and i draw the fine lines with mines from einstein it’s dime
and it rips the rhymes to slay this
possessed by s~d~sts, the rat of satanism
the supreme chief paid him for exorcism
that’s risen from the dirt
i ride out the deep depths of boom
while i consume what i’m swallowin’ all those who’s followin’ doom
i wreck on the eagles and reps with tecs
when you step to the original red object, n~gga
for respect with a decent job
i’m eatin’ them all for toys and destroying ’em
i’m turnin’ ’em into boys and not poisonin’ ’em in the height
but in the height, most of your thoughts are lethargic
lacking motivation, trickily stationed with a target (yeah)
what, do you wanna start it?
step up in an orderly fashion
you’ll get smashed, son (yeah)
plenty of times at the prime of the blast one
keepin’ your eye up on the 3rd rail phantom
catchin’ a side [?] clip from june jack and [?]
[hook]
as i walk the streets at midnight
(walk the streets at midnight)
as i walk the streets at midnight
(as i walk the streets)
as i walk the streets at midnight
(walk the streets at midnight)
as i walk the streets at midnight (hey)
as i walk the streets at midnight
(as i walk the streets)
as i walk the streets at midnight
(walk the streets at midnight)
as i walk the streets at midnight
(as i walk those streets)
as i walk the streets at midnight

[outro]
on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
it goes on and on
(da~da~da~da~da~da)
and on and on

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