Fanning the flames to the third degree What you heard? *59 Grey as concrete Slamming a fuck boy's face in the curb Now he see what I mean when I say I beat the pussy Bitch I got a fucking pentagram displayed on my hoodie Spit 666 Cramming the gar with some good weed Light up the blunt I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be Oddy Nuff been up for centuries Probably should sleep All part of God's plan Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land Three shovels in the dirt Six unmarked graves Result of the blade Got a noose round my neck as I rest in the shade As I fade away the devil is pulling my leg
[Verse 2: Lil' Famine]
I, crawling up in the streets I lay my head in ditches I, rolling a swisher sweet with codeine in the kitchen You, never gone fuck with me my level's to exquisite You, just a snitch I know you pillow talk with bitches Me, love to creep the night with murder in my sight Me, love to ease the knife inside a pussies life I'm, just a psycho with a fucked up life Cock that bitch one time and then I take my fucking life
[Verse 3: RVMIRXZ]
I need a bitch to worship the devil with me Talk to my demons and bring murder sprees Creep through the dark As we howl to the moon Ending a life and the souls I consume Codeine in my blunt Twisting it up Fucking the devils and sluts Slits to my wrist and i’m ending my life Cocking my gat and i’m ending it twice Dancing in a pentagram Thinking bout my evil ways Listen to the mind of a psycho mane 2-11 187 break yoself or go to heaven I don’t give a fuck cus it’s all the same Blood running down my face Murder was the case Slick motherfucker leaving no trace Quiet, Nimble, 6 is the symbol Welcome to the place where the wicked ones stay