Resident Evil Phonk Rap | REAP | MONDAY BARS 40F (PROD. $Corbo$)

MONDAY BARS 40F - Got on a Resident Evil Phonk type beat for this week's EP. I don't know if it actually samples anything from Resident Evil games, but I was really struggling to find anything else :/

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VISUALS:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CSq979lfIKA

LYRICS:

{CHORUS} (x2)
Turnin’ up these beats fields to a graveyard
Born to reap burn ya wheat, earn ya bread to eat no state farm
We heard enough them sheep no wolf hides ‘n graze yard
Hurt enough to see no wool hydes, unmaimed ‘n stay unharmed

Stayin’ armed, keepin’ peace ‘n harmony with my piece ‘n army
Arsenal large ‘n full, marchin’ in charge ‘n cull leave no heartbeat
Every adversary artery severed several hardly resemble a body
Arsonry chars ‘n artillery mars deep
I start needin’ this part of me, more than a hobby
I’m scarred bleedin’ far beyond help received from anybody
I’m off of manual, on automatic actions
Abstractin' all rations ‘n replacin’ with plastics impactin’ my antibodies

To be honest, my objective no want, it’s a promise
I’m on it, effective spreadin’ my thoughts infectin’ beyond this
My perspective: complete my directive by any measure
My flesh is just instrument for my soul’s goals to accomplish
Got so many bars ‘n deliver gonna get jaundice
Art livin’ ‘til heart give in, still imma haunt this
Inflicted with this addiction can’t fix this, demonic
Sickness killin’ off the charts, my illness bubonic

{CHORUS} (x2)
Turnin’ up these beats fields to a graveyard
Born to reap burn ya wheat, earn ya bread to eat no state farm
We heard enough them sheep no wolf hides ‘n graze yard
Hurt enough to see no wool hydes, unmaimed ‘n stay unharmed

Got my palms red, embalmin’ in my future
Never tie or lose ends it’s all in the sutures
As Psalms read: be calm and know I’m your ruler
Never mind a nuisance free of qualms no eyes for Lucifer
Music abusin’ me, accusin’ me to be sold to the devil
Never been, never will, I am no vessel
I wrestle with thoughts of Hell, they dwell near my temple
But I don’t ever open the door to the words of the dead

Draggin’ John Does in the underground, encores, hundred thous
Want more? Hunt ‘em down
Actin’ as the compost for my numbers now,
Come pose a threat,
Composed the best against any come around