[Traphouse $crim]
Well it's that triple six lunatic
Smoking piff, load the clip
Grab the crucifix, it's an exorcism
I've been hating life, $uicide
Who am I? Noose is tied
Closing my eyes is my only mission
It's that scarecrow with no soul
I only ride solo
Please don't take my photo, I hate all you bitches
I'm clinching my trigger, I'm fucking your bitches
The grave yard my trenches, trust me you don't want it
I just hit them and kill them with hell in my vision
That druggie, that junkie
Bitch, give me your money
Blood on my clothes
Spells on my soul
Live in hell but I'm cold
Trust me you don't want it when I got that mother fucking look in my eye
Got six million ways to commit a fucking homicide
G*59 till the fucking day I commit $uicide
[ lil oozing]
All the way from hell
Climbing up and out a well
Blood sells, so I cut my fucking neck and sold myself to the prince of darkness
Souls I harvest, Bodies I reap and sow
Turn off the lights and watch me glow
Back from the Dead, had to sew my throat closed
Maggots and larva started to grow
Now I'm nothing but bones in a hole decomposed
Fuck what you believe in bitch
I never had a reason bitch
I'm coming from the semen of a demon now I'm leaving bitch
I'm bringing back a screaming bitch and hanging from the ceiling bitch
It's seeming like a dream and shit
But trust me, you ain't freeing shit
You a mother fucking slave like me and $lick
[Koopsta Knicca]
Where's your God, where's your God, oh where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God, where's your God, oh where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God, where's your God, oh where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God, where's your God, oh where's your fuckin' God?
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