Th Death of Satan

Hard beat, better hold on to your car seat Strap your seatbelt on and then ask me Slow down but I won't because the black taxi's Chassis was built for the backstreet Got ants in my pants with rabbits and crabs And a handful of gnats creating cancerous raps While I'm taking off my hat, 'cause I'm going no cap on 'em Telling a story about attacking the bank So I'm flooding the gates In Switzerland, liquid money for days Shoot the floodlights out with an AK And I've got C-4 strapped so brace yourself Fifty red dots. Steady, meant for my head But you can't land your shots? Well I'll never be dead So I'm slipping and sliding right 'til the death Then location the vault where they keep all the bread Will I have blood on my hands Tell me, will I be caught red handed? I told you I would turn into a bandit I'm a psychic p.b.m candid Oh shit one of their shots landed Gunshot wound but it heals with a bandage Blasted the vault open with a canon Lying in more cash than you can imagine But the tension is building Everybody rushing my back, I can feel it Screaming "Come outside with your hands up" Even a tank man I think they gon' kill me C-4 detonate, surviving the blow Everything crumbles from the door to the window Lights shining from my head to my toe They've got fingers on their triggers all ready to go So gunfire everybody stand down It's like I'm on a carousel, spinning around I can't even tell you what's just happened to my body But I think that I'm coming around And I can see straight with my feet grounded Woah, did dream or I did drown? Man I must've been dreaming, 'cause I just double checked And I've got nothing in my bank account What the fuck, wait. Bro, am I dead? 'Cause that's prince walking past the ladder, up the stairs But this cant be hell, I think they've accidentally Sent me up to heaven instead 'Cause people don't change, they get more insane All I take is forty-four complaints But can I complain when all forty-four are constructive criticism for the game? What kind of mistake was made Then I see a girl I haven't seen for ages When I tell you she had the prettiest face I mean, she was literally grade A I never stopped thinking about her, she's amazing Could this be me winning the race? So I ran my hand through her hair and stared In her brown eyes, have you got time to waste? Because I haven't seen you in so long, it's been forever Girl don't let me down Our time is precious now that we're together Promise you won't let me down Then a hole in the floor opens It's not red, it's black and blue like the ocean A figure surfaces, eyes shut open Evil and red and it's holding a token With writing on. But I can't see, it's shaking My supervision will read the engraving "Ed Blackburn one way ticket to hell, there's no getting out so don't try saving" Ah shit, it's Satan Man, fuck that beast. He's mine for the taking Backflip, landed. I'm standing with matches A can full of gas I'm finna catch cases Flaming arrow through the eye on his head But he sends fireballs my way with each breath Though I've seen this situation before So I'm slipping and sliding right 'til the death And then I remember I've got more C-4, that I bought in November If I get his other eye, I will leave him silent But it's not that easy dodging these embers Duck quick, he's shooting to kill Like the police at the bank, shooting with will But I'm not losing this time. No nerves, chill So I drop the explosives down with an anvil But it missed and it lands on his nose Impaled by the spike of the metal, he erodes Deep breath to myself, oh shit that was close But I've been doing this shit since the first episode So I finish off the job with both eyes closed Tightly grasp my C-4 remote Make eye contact, with "The Death of Satan" As he falls to the ground and slowly explodes What are you running from? I don't know Then come home