Graveyard Productions - Devil Shit | Текст песни

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(Verse 1: Mike Mike)

See I worship devil shit therefore them demons creep my mind
Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain't my kind
Paranoid illusions got me spooked, that's why I keep it tone
Constantly I have visions of some shit I'm knowing don't belong
Deadly sins ----- serve my nose but there's no corpses in this bitch
Voices from behind the wall fulfills my mind with witness shit
Footsteps from throughout my house when everyone is sound asleep
Hearing knocks on my door so I cock the pistol quietly
And once I approach the door the noise I'm hearing suddenly stop
Set the time to 3:15 but now it's screaming six o'clock
Just before I go to bed I check around the house for spies
In the middle of the night upon my walls the devil laughs
What the fuck can I do, devil shit got me spooked
How can I get away, angels they tell me shoot
Keep Satan out my head ---------------- the dead
But when I --------------------------- demons said
------------------- might stay making bloody stains
----------------- remember to load up that ----- thing
If you got ---- just throw up your devil sign
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(Verse 2: Lil Grimm)

I always feel like someone's watching over me
Performing the autopsy from a killer's ---- who worship the
Brought up in a church but ----- hell is where my mind is at
Blowing evil dope until the devil led me to that pact
Quickly I destroy ----------------- the unholy one
Now the Lord is calling me to worship ----------
Should I go before my God and ask him to forgive my sins
Should I worship devil shit and burn eternally again
Now I'm thinking suicide will leave me to this deadly choice
Seven days, my evil ways of crucifix with no remorse
Can't you hear it in my voice this shit will never disappear
Someone call Houdini The Great to give my evil ass a cure
Grabbing my sawed-off ----- these busters -----------
--------------------- my damn evil is if I may say so myself
Devil shit, crucifix, satanic rituals, magic of black ----- worship the death
Redrum is murder and murder is dead
Don't force me to quickly breakout with the nine
Visions of demons that run through my head
The angels they constantly fuck with my mind

(Verse 3: Lil Grimm)

L-I-S-E-O-E stands for child of wealth D-E-V-I-L
Devil shit this won't prevail so I guess I'll burn in hell
Satan cannot hold me, man I'll buck his busta ho ass down
Quickly I pull off that dope and hit this bitch without a frown
Now I'm falling deep into a trance that I just can't reverse
Look into my deadly eyes, somehow don't you feel your curse
Poppin this Glock so damn hard at your ass
You would think I was having ---- for my grip
But there's so many bullets inserted ------
------ that you die from an overdose of hollow-tip

(Verse 4: Mike Mike)

Shaking and breaking from all of this shit going out in my head
I can't help that I'm scared of the evil that led me to walk to the valley with my infrared
So I watch my back, cause I'm down with a motherfucking jack
Never creep on a killer who's likely to drill a damn hole through your eye that be forcing a catarct
Devil shit makes me scared --- I can't fuck with this feeling
That got me visualizing demons --- dead -------------
--------- which lead to go insane and rat-a-tat-tat on a bitch
Engine engine number nine, aiming at your fucking spine
Have you busta bitches crying when my pistol get to firing
At the vest or your head, leave you dead double-time
Gotta get away from all these demons fucking with my mind