Lyrics:
[Intro: Satan talking]
I am the leader of the underworld
Thank you my children
Follow me, come with me to hell
This is our time to shine Black Rain
hooks in the love machine, plays sinking the pink
and all i want to is fuck, all i want to do is fuck, all i want to do is...
oh, the way she looks when
they’ve stifled our reach
if you could see this is only a dream you would release your anguish and set yourself free
I scream to the world what I want
don't see
Suffocating in my ends i just need some
The mind is a battlefield
Niggas warring with themselves
Imagine how many man it killed
I store it in
and really pissed off my brother
(Then it's) home by three wantin' my MTV
Sayin' I'm stoppin' this shit, startin' next week
Man (f'real) you're not gonna
so?! I don't want to get signed
My shadow's chasin me, basically, I'm ahead of my time
Tryin to get this green out the heat like spinach rolls
So don't
on the train you won't get plastered
And hook up with some model slash actor in the bathroom
All that I need is a confirmation by making a scene in the station
plans?
What if my end, to be begin?
Listen lady to me, in the eyes I'm mouthing
Matters not now words that be
All those answers found by hook
didn't matter to you
But now you're all into the way you look
Your iPhone ringing off the hook
And my new ring tone
Is the theme of the wicked witch
off the hook
And my new ring tone
Is the theme of the wicked witch
I liked you better before you knew me
You didn't smoke cigarettes, you didn't drink
Who you calling on?
Who's callin' you?
I'm soaked in kerosene
This is no gentleman's blues
Emptied a pocket full of pennies
Wading in the well
[Threat]
Who is this at my do'?
It's the three pigs with a two-by-fo'
They must be lookin for John Doe
Well anyway, motherfucker here I go
So catch
Calvin you next? (Nah nah)
Midget? Rascal? (No, no no)
It's mine? On mine? I'm gon' tell a story man
Aight aight, it's like this..
[Ahmad]
Well
[Necro]
Ladies and gentlemen
Tonight we present torture and sodomy
Hosted by Necrophiliac and Ill Cannibill
Relax n smoke your crills
I'll make your
the fucking haters hate it
Here comes the mighty ones they call whiteys
This is cinematic but ain't
Directed by Spike Lee
It's La Coka, not 40 Acres And A Mule
( See what we going to finish we gonna to stick to this game plan of ours ,
Fuck we look like losing out ,
I hear em sending shots but them shits
of flunkies when you by yoself
You don't seem as live stunning in a hater face gotta show em what it feel like
Neo lived in the matrix but my nigga this real
the lesson
Everything raw no edit
Give her six kids like MJ
I'm trying to go for the 7th
Niggas screaming overtime
I tell em is my time
Nigga don't doubt me
I
shoes, or to bare bad news or to just pay gas
I reflect
See what is and what was
You charge in this life, while I'm making these puddles
I want you to know
Workin a job
No nine to five
Fam asking why
Why I stay high
Same reason I
Don't tell no lie
I'm the truth
But truth is
I been fed up
Homie pour another
gon', we gon' fuck em up
Got the44 next to me, squeeze the trigger
Make 'em bleed mGP, my kidneys leak
Gon' pop this flat and watch it peak
Rollin'
believe in myself I know I'm going to make it
State it take trips places face it embrace it talents can't be wasted
Two by two of thirty-two's the hook came
focus on my purpose believe me I been tapped in
I’m motivated by the hatred
You can take the same path and you still wouldn’t make it
My path of divine
Local star for my vocal art
Stages smoke and charred
Disregard, got me broken heart
Eatin' golden arch throw a dart
Hope my phone is charged
Before I'm
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