Turn the Volume Up (Alastor) ft. McGwire Lyrics

Turn the Volume Up (Alastor) ft. McGwire - Rustage

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I swear, I testify

It's not all just black and white

I'll find a better life

Just give the hand a shake

You hate me, get in line

We're braced for better times

Just keep your head up high

And get up out my way

Yeah, mic's on, one two and the check's done

Showtime, ain't no need for a test run

New coat, new stains, and some fresh blood

Birds of a flock, they gon' mad for the breadcrumbs

Our poisons poured 'til we get drunk

Gon' learn when the chains on their neck from

Bring the bloodshed back like it's red rum

Radio static, that's a tune that the dead hum

They all loving me, tuning in to my messages

Phasing them out like doublespeak, misremember their etiquette

Deal in souls like it's currency, I'm removing the pleasantries

Listening to the summaries, and learning who the Devil is

You don't wanna bet on it

Leaving husks of men until the hope inside is derelict

Turning up the volume, so the sound you hear is deafening

Knock-knock-knock, when you hear 'em, then you let him in

Hide another skeleton, my closet's getting larger

Listen to the audience, their canning all the laughter

Son another heretic, so listen to your father

Way I move like Reddit, I'm delivering 'em karma

I'm not a saint or a martyr, pray to your masters

Question my role, and then gave them the answer

There not the snakes that I'm after

Broadcast their Hell and then asked them to rate the disaster

I swear, I testify

It's not all just black and white

I'll find a better life

Just give the hand a shake

You hate me, get in line

We're braced for better times

Just keep your head up high

And get up out my way

They all wanna hit of your pain

Broadcast in a stereo haze

Cry out if you're getting afraid

Turn the volume up

Hellfire isn't really just flames

Right now it's a city of stains

All primed for it being my stage

Turn the volume up

Yeah, OG, don't dabble in bootlegs

I mean my waves gon' carry the tune best

They be so scared they having to choose death

Can't make a change, not cracking a few heads, ay

Red and black, I leave it like roulette, a-ay

On the track, but never a duet, a-ay

Out my bag, a devil in new threads

I go ghost every note like what will he do next, uh

I'ma make them shake like a tremolo

Put them in the grave by the second note

Do it every day, every episode

Keep on going up like a shephard's tone

I be loving modal when I set the tone

Encore, encore, I'm the best in show

Sign off and I left a note

See the dead men hang like a telephone

I swear, I testify

It's not all just black and white

I'll find a better life

Just give the hand a shake

You hate me, get in line

We're braced for better times

Just keep your head up high

And get up out my way

They all wanna hit of your pain

Broadcast in a stereo haze

Cry out if you're getting afraid

Turn the volume up

Hellfire isn't really just flames

Right now it's a city of stains

All primed for it being my stage

Turn the volume up