Presence in the Room - Dope D.O.D., Skits Vicious

There was a presence in the room

I thought I can see an entity

Black figure, oh shit

There’s a presence in the room

God, help me

Bloomy glow nobody knew me

So I had to do it my way

Rock a pipe, eh, blow a candle

When the life fades and you left staring at the moon

It ain’t hard to tell that

There’s a presence in the room

We had it for a doom as we assume so

Whether it’s a visit or something more sinister

The mood won’t ever be the same

Since you tampered with the tune

Now your friends say that

There’s a presence in the room

I chip on this, speak of that

Tailor that giant wrap

Dash you bad, wing as well

Sprinkle some tinkerbell

Wicked witch with a bitter spoon

Now try one sip and you may sense that

There’s a presence in the room

So when you hit up wit spin the winter

Wake up in the splinter

And your finger and your limbs are seem to block

You connect the dots and now you never

Wearin' tune when I tell the story

There’s a presence in the room

There’s a voice in my head and it talks to me

Something sits on my chest when I pass to sleep

I feel stuck someone help please I cannot breathe

I try to move I try to scream

But then I see

There’s a presence in the room

What a way to go when you don’t know

What the way to go is better

So your role is the role you should adapt

When you smell the fumes

The place burns down with

The presence in the room

Something in the wall knocks

That also walks to the home latch

You’re in the middle of the house

For the cold spot and above

You see the gloom

Figure in the mirror it’s

The presence in the room

Sick like sicklecell I sell the sickle

To the cell mate in the jail

Marked by hell’s gates

Say his name and I bet he’ll be as soon

Sacrifice the man and grit

The presence in the room

So you’ll never rest

When you multiply the rest and

Realize there’s really no exceptions

Except when you open up to notice

That you listen to this tune

I’ve never rapped without

The presence in the room

There’s a voice in my head and it talks to me

Something sits on my chest when I pass to sleep

I feel stuck someone help please I cannot breathe

I try to move I try to scream

But then I see

There’s a presence in the room