PURGATORY - Digital single

Song: Purgatory
Written and performed by : THE MORLOCK CREW
Beat: Blanco the hitman
Label: Chi-Lingual Inc.
Genre: Hip hop - Rap
Type: Lyrical
Language: English
Studio Recording
Original composition
Track Length: 04:18
Explicit - Parental Advisory
Artist location: United States - Chicago, Illinois.
℗© Puertoricanism

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Artists (in order of appearance)

VeeBorrell, MC - Machete Christ - P.R.ism, PuertoRicanism Vocals/Chorus: Abi Cruz Beat: Blanco on the beat. Mixed - Mastered: WMC Audio

LYRICS

VeeBorrell:

When the fog sets in no stressing no blessing lessens the pain All flexing sustained unmarked graves covered in the blood stains your luck changed short range try to duck the slugs rain down from the sky where they're contained it's just planes no stars overhead, it's bars that are kept on the flesh that was shed by the snake lips spread. I was wasted renewed my faith. Like a facelift I gave this sling on my waist like I'm David crushed by the matrix abrasive cradle to the races smoke bellows out the edifaces and cracks in the pavement. You ain't safe in your dreams Of pitchforks thick voice demons contorted femurs, meat cleavers And half moon ceisures Wrists are stitched Trapped in the bathroom Twitching in a vacuum I see the rust creeping out the corner of my eye take flight It's a new homonculi I see it all from the morning to the night

CHORUS:

FOLLOW MY VOICE TO THE LIGHT EVERYTHING'S GONNA BE ALRIGHT FROM THE MORNING TO THE NIGHT FROM THE MORNING TO THE NIGHT 2X

VERSE 2 (MC) Machete Christ:

My purpose to keep the earth lit circular circuit as i work to unearth verses hotter than the earths pit/ I work quick and spit work sharp slit throats like ceasarian’s burn your town down Targaryen/ Barbarians, uncivilized, brutal word play spanglish Puerto Rican Judo/ Tell your momma how you ain’t shit Jane lit Even if you swang, Pain just a signal that the brain get/ pitch a perfect frame brain hit dick got that long range Plus a strange twist Like it’s aimlesss/ Machete and I’m stainless Blood rains as I parade around the lame and brainless Change your lifestyle and make you famous/ Put your name on a stone frame where your remains is And Celebrate with fallen angels/

CHORUS

VERSE 3 - PRism, Puertoricanism:

This is how we rips it we flip scripts prolific some sick shhhh, this S.P.I.C. spits terrific linguistics, this verse is the first of the hieroglyphics, Characteristics insist he's lyrically gifted, terrorized, quick witted, lyrics ballistic, terrified, your rhyme exhibit simplistic, realize, I'm from a time rhyme was mystic, existed, in a quantum dimension, you missed it, persisted, you wouldn't survive, but you insisted, resisted, returned to a past, that's futuristic, restricted - hold fast, you got it twisted, shifted, time & space, the curse lifted, ripped it, hip hops open, I been gifted, drifted, your soul from my realm and those afflicted, scripted, the scroll I hold, it was depicted, but cryptic, behold, the whole path, I predicted... Chorus