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Tekst piosenki

[Intro]

(wind blows)

(a spray-paint can shakes; spraying)

"Turn it up"


[Verse 1]

Picture a chick that’s mean

Amplify the pitch and I become a scream queen

Motherfucker don’t test me, you address me

With respect or get checked like rest see

I’m possessed when I’m pissed

More scary than the Omen or the Exorcist

I’m sick with this, infamous when I spit

The original bitch with the trademark lips

Check your discs you’ll find me

But if ya don’t betta check your history

First dropped in 1990

One of a kind when Eazy signed me

Raised in the sun on that gangsta shit

And I paid my dues so don’t trip

Oh, ya gotta a problem with it?

Yeah, I’m back and I’ve flipped the script

To a new chapter like the rapture

Get left behind or adapt your

Mind to rewind and to read the signs like a pastor

Before and after

The hair got blacker, the voice got deeper

I got stronger while they got weaker

Cheaper, showing that ass like trash

But I’mma come back with class

And pass to shed an insult to those egos

My lips are lethal

Tongue deadly as a gun on the microphone

Beware the Crone


[Verse 2]

Double double, toil and trouble

My cauldron boil and bubble

With blood, sweat and honesty

Blowin’ kisses to my critics like a true OG

Wind’s calling through the trees

Hecate. I call upon thee

Bind my enemies and leave them weak

From the poetry I speak

Guard the circle which I cast

With a wolf to clear my path

As I go faster cause I have to

Craft a rhyme designed To Catch a

Thief and Kill a Mockingbird

Line to line and word for word

The mistress of magick will bewitch

Beguile as I kick it freestyle

Watch the transformation happen

From screamin’ back to rappin’

Tappin’ into my intuition

On a mission, y’all keep wishin’

I’d go away but I won’t

I’m here to stay like the women’s vote

Throwing up the goat as I quote Macbeth

"What’s done is done" but I ain’t done yet

Let that resonate like “The Bell Jar”

While I write my memoir

Invoking smoke from the microphone

Beware the Crone


[Chorus]

Beware the Crone (Beware the Crone)

Just like Medusa she will turn you to stone

I said, beware the Crone (Beware the Crone)

Just like Medusa she will turn you to stone

Turn you to stone, yeah…


[Verse 3]

I step into the light you adjust the lens

Hocus Pocus I’m back again

Wonder how, what, why, where the fuck I’ve been

You can’t focus or comprehend

I transcend the underground

When the sky is black and the moon is round

I rise like the tides the sea brings

Straight from the City of the Angels and got wings

Symbolic of a phoenix from a flame

And this dame still got game and a name

Verses in my veins

Givin’ birth to a new life takes pain

And labor, lots of flavor with heart

Won’t compromise myself or my art

Like Joan of Arc, I slay the microphone

Beware the Crone


[Chorus](x2)

Beware the Crone (Beware the Crone)

Just like Medusa she will turn you to stone

I said, beware the Crone (Beware the Crone)

Just like Medusa she will turn you to stone

Turn you to stone, yeah…


[Outro]

(It’s blasphemous and wicked)

As the paper burns

(It’s blasphemous and wicked)

A spell is cast

(It’s blasphemous and wicked)

The past had left a permanent mark

(It’s blasphemous and wicked)

The power of the planets have been petitioned 

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