Uratsakidogi - Black Hop VIII (Old School Darkness)

Get it on bitches Uras here We don’t give a fuck Here were go EBASH! Old school darkness Black Hop beat Howling wolf packs Evil seed Old school darkness With beasty greed EBASH that booze Smoke that shit One, two, three, four patriarchs Really blackned maniacs Listen our unholy groove Feel the grate tectonic move From the arctic frozen ghetto Through the iced desert get to With the wings of polar mist Flew to the dancefloor Ghettobeast Can you hear our rap macabre From the deep frostbitten graves Guitars noise like a boiling lid Fat bass line is Black hop’s creed Blizzard beasts are jump around With the primal screams from underground Rampant Gods of Ancient save us Black Hop kings of Northen Abyss Old school darkness Black Hop beat Howling wolf packs Evil seed Old school darkness With beasty greed EBASH that booze Smoke that shit The dark Triumphant groove The Hell-hummer’s Beat The black hearts full of frost and fire Total meat-grinder in mosh pit Under a funeral moon Unholy forces of evil Rise from the cursed graves Awakened by the devil