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Death Jam Video (MV)




Performed By: Syrup
Length: 3:38
Written by: syrup




Syrup - Death Jam Lyrics




Theres a, demon lurking in my mind
And he hides with my, blood and guts
The silent one, protagonist, polyglots get shy when they see him, sly as the sea is
Dry, when the sickness comes
Hell be here to stay for the weekend
No ones seen him since he disappeared
What a f*cking revelation, wonder where he isn't

I'ma hit the hay
Till the end of days
Therell be no escape
Till the cure comes, yo
I'ma hit the hay
Tell em i am back with the holy grail
Therell be no escape
When the curse comes, yo

If you need me, I'll be here for a while
I aint leaving, thats a shame
I'd be glad not to see my face
For a whole year
Or at least a f*cking evening
If only you could wipe yourself clean of sins with a Kleenex
What I'd be doing with myself, rhymes with "feeling"
That was too dark, this track aint a eulogy
The eyes of the cat glow when it comes gloomily
My lyrics suck and the beat is just jewlery
Dissecting me may require a surgery
And I may die in the process

I'ma hit the hay
Till the end of days
Therell be no escape
Till the cure comes, yo
I'ma hit the hay
Tell em i am back with the holy grail
Therell be no escape
When the curse comes, yo

I dont wanna get technical
But the drum fill makes me cool
Smoking **** in public stalls
Let me run it back for a second
I dont wanna get technical
But the beat alchemical
I aint evangelical
But I believe im off the goop

Now wait a second listen to the little demon give you little bars in span of minutes
He gon' use you like the voodoo if you don't give him
Proper tools to make the loops and give a good groove
Watch the dude move
He a demon, and he flips your mezuzah
And you better get a move on
He is comin and he wont excuse ya
So you better put your shoes

I dont wanna get technical
But the drum fill makes me cool
Smoking **** in public stalls
Let me run it back for a second
I dont wanna get technical
But the beat alchemical
I aint evangelical
But I believe im off the goop

I'ma hit the hay
Till the end of days
Therell be no escape
Till the cure comes, yo
I'ma hit the hay
Tell em i am back with the holy grail
Therell be no escape
When the curse comes, yo
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Theres a, demon lurking in my mind
And he hides with my, blood and guts
The silent one, protagonist, polyglots get shy when they see him, sly as the sea is
Dry, when the sickness comes
Hell be here to stay for the weekend
No ones seen him since he disappeared
What a f*cking revelation, wonder where he isn't

I'ma hit the hay
Till the end of days
Therell be no escape
Till the cure comes, yo
I'ma hit the hay
Tell em i am back with the holy grail
Therell be no escape
When the curse comes, yo

If you need me, I'll be here for a while
I aint leaving, thats a shame
I'd be glad not to see my face
For a whole year
Or at least a f*cking evening
If only you could wipe yourself clean of sins with a Kleenex
What I'd be doing with myself, rhymes with "feeling"
That was too dark, this track aint a eulogy
The eyes of the cat glow when it comes gloomily
My lyrics suck and the beat is just jewlery
Dissecting me may require a surgery
And I may die in the process

I'ma hit the hay
Till the end of days
Therell be no escape
Till the cure comes, yo
I'ma hit the hay
Tell em i am back with the holy grail
Therell be no escape
When the curse comes, yo

I dont wanna get technical
But the drum fill makes me cool
Smoking **** in public stalls
Let me run it back for a second
I dont wanna get technical
But the beat alchemical
I aint evangelical
But I believe im off the goop

Now wait a second listen to the little demon give you little bars in span of minutes
He gon' use you like the voodoo if you don't give him
Proper tools to make the loops and give a good groove
Watch the dude move
He a demon, and he flips your mezuzah
And you better get a move on
He is comin and he wont excuse ya
So you better put your shoes

I dont wanna get technical
But the drum fill makes me cool
Smoking **** in public stalls
Let me run it back for a second
I dont wanna get technical
But the beat alchemical
I aint evangelical
But I believe im off the goop

I'ma hit the hay
Till the end of days
Therell be no escape
Till the cure comes, yo
I'ma hit the hay
Tell em i am back with the holy grail
Therell be no escape
When the curse comes, yo
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Writer: syrup
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