3 A.M. - Intellectual

[Intro]

I woke up freezing. It was exactly 3 a.m

3 a.m. is the demonic witching hour. It’s a way for demons to mock the holy trinity. It's an inversion of 3 p.m., the miracle hour, which is traditionally accepted as the hour of Christ

[Verse 1: Baker Ya Maker]

Crawl out the pile of dirt from earth, this wondrous child of vile is birthed

Born in this world with the mark of the curse

A scar on my body it shows what I’m worth

Descendent of powerful men

Strong in the mind with the world in his hand

Disgusted by what he sees all of the greed

So devine is these sinister sons of the damned

Ain't no words left to be said, livin' like I am already dead

Puffing this sour, it rottens my head

Tainted my lungs from smoking this red

When they take a look at me

They think the man that I should be

Judgmental fucks, you're a disease, you'll never get the best of me

Big words from a little man, caught in your feelings you know you can’t stand

How we're rising in demand, bow to the three 'cause we're taking the land

What is the truth when delusion is heavy

The flow in the stream is corrupted with envy

2faced to me behind back there is many

Can't trust a soul, out to get your last penny

The tribulations, bombings and decapitations

What has this world become, the monster we have created

Terror is rising daily, tactics are quickly fading

Is this the end of man, is this even all worth saving?

[Bridge: Juvenile]

Get on the ground, don't make a damn sound, please don't make me have to unload my last round

[Verse 2: Hydra]

Wake up, this nightmare, it ain't over yet, come follow me to hell

The Devil is waiting to make you his child, so ready yourself for pain and death

Recognize your fate, bite the curb until it breaks

But don't be nervous, soon the taste of blood will start to feed your hatred

Your first assignment after conversion, go on and kill that priest

He's been raping the children of innocent, now he will die and be merged with his demon

Justifiable murder is part of the evil inside every person

So choose to feed upon the corpse of all that's worthless let it set you free

I've been waiting for too long, someone let me out

I am the serpent, the slithering death, no one can stop me now

I'm coming to get you Barbara, watch your back

You should've never fucked around, and cheated on your spouse

You knew that this would happen

The convenant raises a cup in your name as they dance in the light of the moon

The cauldron of poison is slowly prepared, and you'll drink it to find the illusion

And there I'll be waiting. sharpening tools I'll be using to battle your rudeness

I am the lesson that needs to be learned

You will never escape from the truth

[Outro]

Boy, I bet you'd stick your head in fire if I told ya you could see Hell. Meanwhile, you're too stupid to realize you got a demon stickin' out your ass, singing, "Holy Miss Moley, got me a live one."