[Sample:] See I worship devil shit therefore them demons creep my mind Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain't my kind
[$witchblade $crim:] See I worship devil shit therefore them demons creep my mind Lucifer keep speaking to me, triple six up on my time Paranoid anxiety, prescriptions always fill my mouth Fuck boys keep on trying me Now I'm bringing Satan out Candle lit séances and black witches Them demons come and posses me now Devil laughs and black ski masks I'm hearing footsteps through my house Got that redrum in my mind That murder, murder till they dead AK-47 cocked and ready, filled to the top with lead You can see it in my eyes when that devil shit takes over me No remorse, them drugs I snort got falling angels controlling me Now I'm thinking suicide, who am I done sold my soul just for a hit See I worship, see I worship...
[Sample:] See I worship devil shit therefore them demons creep my mind Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain't my kind
[Yung Plague:] It's the '59 suicidal great white cruising a tidal wave on a late night Lake-like white boy, yah Refusing to loosen the noose Bitch, I'm losing my mind cause you losers choosing to abuse what I say in my lines You need to get a life, matter fact take mine Make wine out of all the bullshit that you hear through the grape vine What you heard? That my flame shines way bright? Bitch, I be that shark swimming in the dark Never bark, bitch you know I bite Each tooth like a steak knife Put this bitch in park Here's the part when I spark up the blunt The mark of the devil displayed on the front Got a hunch you ain't coming out until the daytime Evil Knievel, bitch I stunt like a fake spine Bitch, I take mine Souls and all I'm like a leech, bitch The devil lay me down to sleep My Chevrolet is gowned in sheep Heading to hell, yeah the road is steep If I had a soul, It was never mine to keep Yung Plague, bitch I was sent to preach Fuck Πάτερ ἡμῶν ὁ ἐν τοῖς οὐρανοῖς
[Sample:] See I worship devil shit therefore them demons creep my mind Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain't my kind
[RVMIRXZ:] Creeping out the cut This a cold blooded killer Not giving a mother fuck, let me rep this shit It's the six digit, children of the corn Call me Maliki, got the spiritual powers I'm taking over this bitch I got the scythe on my hand Take a life in my hand The devil came out the flame and gave me the master plan Knucking and bucking and serving the fiends Stacking my money and counting my greens Black on these busters, I'm taking they neck As I creep in the middle of the night with my Tec Don't run your mouth, don't disrespect Because I'll take a nigga's life with a mother fucking quickness Yea, you know who I be Be the wicked one from the West Coast Got a double barrel shotgun, point it at your chest Drink a nigga's blood, then I eat a nigga's flesh because you already know See I worship devil shit therefore them demons creep my mind Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain't my kind Creeping out the dungeon blowing on that fucking indo Blow a nigga's brain, triple six my nigga you should know
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