Mark of the Lotus
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LYRICS
Intro
And it was so, the last time amateurs swung blade against Lotus/
And we not out for stardom, J-Factor is immortal, so how can you harm him?/
We the Lotus Knights, strapped with armor, fuckin' with us, we done harmed ya/
With style and grace, ya could have known sooner but disguises in place/
Jot down better flows, I'll still hit you up if you got on metal clothes, send out your goombas, I've just shredded those/
Wide awake, slither like snakes and we squeezing/
Chorus x3
This is the Mark of the Lotus, opposite of the beast/
We've been training for years, now its time for the feast/
We're just changing your minds, not trying to preach/
With our swords unsheathed, illustrating the beats/
J-Factor
Old man don't panic, clear the way horse fagots, we here with spears, arrows all backward/
Your swords, we'll make crack, who wanna fuck with J-Fact? We the Lotus Knights strapped with armor/
Fuckin' with us we done harmed ya, cat in danger, we the ones to save ya/
Like a pager you stuck, stay beepin, the Lotus ain't sleepin' we just creepin'/
Wide awake, slither like snakes, and we squeezin', stopped your breathing, pussy ass cats be sneezin'/
Start believing 4 mangs to you, we done fooled you, these knights we voodoo, you too, muthafucka what/
Sebastian Select
Your style doodoo, simply straight garbage, I'm out to feed my family not out for stardom/
J-Factor is immortal, so how can you harm him?/
Lotus music like a bomb, no way to disarm 'em, no matter what, countdown never slows/
Silly ass fagots jot down better flows, I'll still hit you up if you got on metal clothes, send out your goombas, I've just shredded those/
I've never seen a creature with a soul so hollow, take care of mine's and me man that's my motto/
Livin' your life wishing you'll hit the lotto, open your eyes man, there's no tomorrow/
Bashin' heads, slitting throats, rippin' the foes, this is my destiny, its what history chose/
Bevon the Muse
And it was so, the last time amateurs swung blade against Lotus, clinched fist, intense, told ya we were comin'/
Medieval and future ballistics mixed with the mission of pushing these false clicks to the fences/
Then runnin' them through style and grace, could have known sooner but disguises in place/
And all the things gossip made happen, like the pothead image you made candid, in light of the doubt, we stay laughin/
Now explain bastards, tell us why you sway from the movement, with my sword of evil's bane, gruesome/
Beautiful dances, the blade dueling, and behind everything in life: music/
We're bringin' it to ya live from these Paradise Flats, lacing knowledge to tracks, from the mansions to shacks, this is Lotus, react/
Keep your focus in tact, track the overtime, and keep your hands on your sacks as the force arrives/
Chorus x2
This is the Mark of the Lotus, opposite of the beast/
We've been training for years, now its time for the feast/
We're just changing your minds, not trying to preach/
With our swords unsheathed, illustrating the beats/
