Get up "Aah" Lyrics

"62 KEYS" by Psycho Realm

It's only music
So what's wrong with using it
Can I have an escape
It's only music
Can I have an escape
Reception, injected on drums who shake things to
Come
And below birth and break it down for birth, first

We're sending and killing two hundred and seventy-
Five million
Imperfections connected with the greatest inventions
The intentions of flesh is the living test
From your first breath to your last breath
Get on the boss ma, the man that created land
A mystical plan to make sure death expands
To take our CDs that are in hands
So people dance under a trance
Chance, choice, a circumstance
The bullshit goes unprevented, a way to divide the
Demented
From the intelligent, descendants, that represented
Him
But watch how sin, indented into the city as a group
The fallen angel has fell and landed onto 62 keys
And squeezed this sick note so beautifully
That's why you see all these (??) get drunk and stoned
Tranced by the music and turned into clones
About the (??)
Te levanta si madas cuando satanas canta (??)
The good get blinded ‘cause they walk with Jesus
Death through the piece the devil plays
[Hook: ed it for the crooks that survived the hoods]
That's why life get took so who sInto smoking weed out the sheets from the holy book
As it all gets more hype tempers seem to ignite
Looking for fights in their rage full of hate so stay
Awake or become another fatality
A victim to brutality is it reality or insanity
So stop the panicking ‘cause damaging for everybody
See is it profanity
For the way we speak mixed with the fucking weed
That beat
That brings the need for beef in the streets so who's
Pleased
But the war is never ceased will there ever be peace
Got to keep is yourself at ease ‘cause the soul of the
Snake
Is the one to take your life away now who's to blame
The reason for your fucking brain that can take
Control and dictate
Your whole damn faith, while this music make you
Feel great
It's a cynical cycle forcing my pinnacle through
Michael
Sinful info that slipped into digital tape
Boom box with you that's to duplicate the slick notes
Blow out your brains like Freddie Prince on coke
Overdose on the flow metal blades bring the strikers
Strings
Sacred assassins of the knights that kill kings
Is he the king of filthy so who's the one to feel guilty
When people dying with symphonies ‘cause they
Thought they found victory
Evil ways leave no trace at the end fire and the
Monument
Could never blend for the deadly melody
‘Cause basically you'll be facing shit that's crazy
What we bring's amazing order I.D. chaos, the music
Throws you way off
But when you understand it'll break through the
Mayhem
Slam with the acoustics that fuck the world but
Check this
When I bust it I screwed it and left it with a pearl
Necklace
Inject this to kill a man and still worth the function
Plus one thousand milligrams of repercussion
From corruption to innovation to creation to
Destruction
For mass music is comin'
Can I have an escape
Come on tell me some more
The sound of your voice does my heart good
Trace that call, find out where he's phoning from,
Quick