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In Mostophilies's Place
by Diandra Lynch
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Goin’ down with all the bad angels,
Goin’ down with the worst one of all
(Lucifer)
Gonna be with him forever
(Mostophilies)
Your gonna be down in a hot place.
In a dark place
(A dark place)
A palace of death,
A temperature up to 1,000 degrees,
It’s hot and humid in the air,
Your in Mostophilies’s place,
A palace of peer hatred and death,
A time of regrets and workin’ 24/7
…
Take it from me,
I could be his daughter,
And you his step son,
I’d be a hellcat,
And you a hellhound.
…
He’s a fallen' angel from up above,
To down below.
Hey,
Ello,
We could be related,
No relation,
But I’m bad just like you and him.
Me and you are bad just like him Domino,
Were a lot like him,
And I see why cupid hit you and me hard.
And then let go,
Were suckers for love,
(uh, huh)
Were both bad,
Were rotten to the core,
And I want more boi,
Gotta make an acception some time,
Ay?
Yea.
Just. Like. That boi.
Yea… Bad and glad to be with Mostophilies.
Ha, ha, ha.
Bad, and glad to be.
…
[Faded in] (Bad)
..
(Bad)
..
(Bad)
.
We're just like him…
Let’s give it a shot,
Take out that glock and bring the hammer back,
Take 10 steps back,
And pop the glock,
Hear the sound of angels screaming in your ear.
Goin’ down with all the bad angels,
Goin’ down with the worst one of all
(Lucifer)
Gonna be with him forever
(Mostophilies)
Your gonna be down in a hot place.
In a dark place
(A dark place)
A palace of death,
A temperature up to 1,000 degrees,
It’s hot and humid in the air,
Your in Mostophilies’s place,
A palace of peer hatred and death,
A time of regrets and workin’ 24/7
…
Take it from me,
I could be his daughter,
And you his step son,
I’d be a hellcat,
And you a hellhound.
…
He’s a fallen' angel from up above,
To down below.
Hey,
Ello,
We could be related,
No relation,
But I’m bad just like you and him.
Me and you are bad just like him Domino,
Were a lot like him,
And I see why cupid hit you and me hard.
And then let go,
Were suckers for love,
(uh, huh)
Were both bad,
Were rotten to the core,
And I want more boi,
Gotta make an acception some time,
Ay?
Yea.
Just. Like. That boi.
Yea… Bad and glad to be with Mostophilies.
Ha, ha, ha.
Bad, and glad to be.
…
[Faded in] (Bad)
..
(Bad)
..
(Bad)
.
We're just like him…
Let’s give it a shot,
Take out that glock and bring the hammer back,
Take 10 steps back,
And pop the glock,
Hear the sound of angels screaming in your ear.
