Текст песни
Hey bitches it's a ghost
Stupid snitches merge a most
You fake fucking boss
I wrote a memo on you like a crosse
I cook to hit the devil shit
I'm charging hellish dark an energy
And fuck you juvenile fake O.G
And I'm preparing a fucking combo flow
Charging my on the hot a beat fireball
Took away HP, inflicted fatality on the soul
I roam the night like a zombie, to a blind
Every day I save up evil to pluck out wild
When angry I fly like a black dragon
I'm taking corpses to a wagon
Bones weigh on me like I'm scorpion
I'm a cold corpse like sub zero gone
Feet are all in your fucking guts
You kill like everyone is on guns
Use a knife, 666 to hell with my fucking a life
