Occultism is my hobby by The Manor Lyrics

(intro)
Archaevala, you don’t fucking want none
All I want is war, all I want is slaughter
Archaevala, you don’t fucking want some
Imma fucking killer with no morals, get back
Archaevala, you don’t fucking want none
All I want is war, all I want is slaughter
Archaevala, you don’t fucking want some
Imma fucking killer with no morals, step back

(verse)
Meet you at your home at 6, I come with a fucking stick
With a blade, and you know that blades a fucking switch
I do not give a shit, take a bitch innocence
Meet me at my mothers crib, we can smoke another spliff
You got acid? Can I get a hit?
Negativity is what I represent
Tripple 6, I’m a devil kid
I send my worship to the earth, Imma put you on a curse
And it will bring you to your death
It goes like this
(NOH-NOO-KEE-FEH KAH-HEES
AH-DOH-HEE
LOH-NOO-SAH
BOOS-DEE-RAY
EE-OH-EE-OH-DAH
EE-AH-EE-DOH-NOO)
2x
Now you’re cursed, bitch

(verse 2)
Shawty what you know?
Stare into the snow
I stare into your soul
Now I know where you gonna go
I can see your every move, but I do them better
I control the weather
I’m light as a feather
I sting like a bee and I will kill whoever
Crucify me in the astral plane forever
Floating like a ghost
You already know
Travel fast as light, going to the cosmos
(going to the cosmos)