Torture Chamber - Koopsta Knicca

Mystic stylez of the ancient mutualations

torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement

Here dem come waitin to come

say is it the sun the sun don’t come

in the middle of the ocean oh so lonely

hey day here she blows

oh Lord someone save me where which way to go moses faded massive Satan ships totally sinkin

man which is it it Koops

my tender skies is gettin darky

darkness overhead wicked holidays

in too deep ride wit me bloody seven seas

man to be wicked do now

tell me what must I do gotta get my sentries blessed them dead

or the Koopsta’s through I LOVE YOU!!!

SHOULD MY SHIP SINK?

(Don't drop it cuz they ain’t ready fa ya Koop)

SHOULD MY SHIP SINK?

(Man fuck that shit they scared of the Triple 6)

SHOULD MY SHIP SINK?

(But we gon drop it anyway cuz y’all love us

y’all haters)

The message of thy ship say killin medlows

and thy Koop

mane do unto the others

as shall have them done to you

HOOK to end