G R E Y G O D S
Yes that is the clique
Grey to the day I die
B***h I be that Christian resistor
Blood spiller cup filler come hither
Meet the sharp side of my
Knife become the blood dripper
** splitter blunt ripper never front b***h
Unleash the f**king clip pistol gripper b***h dipper
The devil motivate me b***h
I see him everyday up in the mirror
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Break yourself or go to heaven
Step into the depths of
Hell the devil is the lovely reverend
Triple six up in my veins uicide lays in my vision
Burning down the graceful church
And cursing all of Mary's children
Rose up from the burning flames
Now look me straight into my eyes
F**king with the G9
I promise this is your demise
Head inside unleash my bodies hanging from a tree
F**king with the devil's son
I be the hellish entity
Run my fade mane what it do
Licky creeping in the night lurking close to you
I know you hear my axe scrapin' as I tread the ground
Start to locking up your doors when I roll in town
Keeping a couple pills up in my system
Pulling up screaming who gon be my victim
Shoot the red bone as I light up the torch
Blood on my chevy all from this foe
Could've been you but I quick scoped
Wondering h*e who the f**k you
Just a lil b***h you gon f**k up my mood