Seven Sins

by **Spyder** » Jan 18th, '10, 06:48

again... audio is in the stage. last of my unreleased tracks

The danger of my anger is more than can be imagined
Words scatter like ashes with a wrath when im rappin.
Whats happenin, I cant contain the rage inside-of-me
Calm I try-to-be but see it sneaks on me so silently.
Actin violently, im patrollin with the intention to do harm
So ring the alarm, cause im comin to drop bombs.
Beggin aint-enough, so pray to save-some-luck
Swingin dazed with knuckles gray like I ever gave-a-fuck.
But what if all this hate is just envy of another man
We’ve all been jealous so surely you can understand.
Gotta get the upper hand, beneath no man on the planet
You cant handle it, yet you have everything to your advantage.
Take everything for granted, yes I want it all
I want to be the one all of your women want to call.
This anger and envy is all that I practice-and-see
Im still waiting for the day something good happens-to-me.

Hook
Pride…
Wrath…
Envy…
Greed…
Sloth…
Gluttony…
Lust…

Greed, the power-of-our-nation, the hour-of-invasion
Cause face-it, when will the towers-get-replacement.
These cases, theses faces of the ones we call our leaders
Want it all for themselves only here to miss lead-us.
Miss treat-us, but all that’s a different story
Why would I work when an immigrant can do it for me.
Its sloth, those people so restful-and-lazy
Relaxing in the sun while others schedules-are-crazy.
Its amazing, how many corporal leaders cant do basic-math
Face-the-facts, hes got workers for his lazy-ass.
Dining with the best, denying all the rest,
Gluttony is next, Christ can see hes blessed.
Thought he will never give away one ounce of his meal
He would never notice if you made an attempt to steal.
There he sits in a deceiving way just feasting away
While from this earth theres so many leaving today.

Hook
Pride…
Wrath…
Envy…
Greed…
Sloth…
Gluttony…
Lust…

This is for the man who stand tall and boastful
Im hopeful, we meet and you receive a nose-full.
Pride is not needed, you can always be defeated
True power never comes to he who wish to seek-it.
I mean it, you’re the same as everybody else
Screw money and wealth, its how you measure yourself.
Should you be self-proclaimed with the throne
You will be the one who ends up all alone.
Unknown, it must be somethin in hell, in love with yourself
Untamable is the product of this lust and his wealth.
When all these women only want you for your money
Maybe its just me but that should tell you something.
No relationships last, all that shits in the past
Now these chicks get in fast, suck spit and blast.
So don’t be surprised when heaven doesn’t let-us-in
Because somehow or another we’ve misused the Seven-Sins.

Hook
Pride…
Wrath…
Envy…
Greed…
Sloth…
Gluttony…
Lust…