DEMON KINGS CYPHER
UNLKY13
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Forty in the bag
Got a mask for the hunt
Finna make it clack
When I step out I stunt
Came in with a bang
Resurrect from the swamp
Six feet deep from the dirt
Coming up
Full metal jacket when I bust back
Bitch you cannot run them
Nah, you cannot run them
Wait till fucking sunset
This is what you wanted
Holes in the back of your neck
Let me poke out your red
Repping my set 'till the grave, it's the end of your day
Seven new names and a pack full of blades
Stabs in his brain make a pussy decay
Cannibal beast of the chain
You can't break me down
Stay in my cave
Let me blow out the pound
We are not the same
Remember my name
It's the end of your days
Who want war with the set
Live with the blade
Let you die by the blade
Who wants blood on his face
Flowing with rage
Shivers from pain
Sell me your soul 'cause I'ma need the money
Flying down the streets like a bee for honey
Trippin on the gas of the devil's bell
Gaining all the power to be king of hell
Breaking all the rules 'cause I'm misunderstood
'Cause my motherfucking mind is all that I took
A sleepwalk in the rain is the cure to my sickness
Homicide to suicide, I'll show you the process
Hell hounds growling
Skulls are rolling
You will never guess what I did last night
Broke all my deals 'cause I shred that tight
Take a girl to paradise
Tell about the homicide
Make it look like suicide
And break her bones
Fuck my bitch straight from behind
Tell about the suicide
Start again the homicide
And break their bones
Goddamn business just stopped in this moment
Nobody moves, 'cause the angel has woken
Chop off the priest's head and show off my token
Cut all their faces 'cause joker is broken
Strike down the churches and snort up their ashes
Fuck off you idiots and melt down the sunset
Swear on your grave because death is a cheater
Satan is dead yeah, long live the reaper
It goes round, round, round in my head like hold-up
Creep around, biggest grin with the devil on my shoulder
Make it count, put the flash on for the pictures while I molder
Slash 'em down 'till their pain is weighing like a fucking boulder
Sipping 'till I cannot hold my cup straight
Fading out, moving up all the way to cloud eight
Drippin' black blood before I go insane
With the knife on my back it is time to desolate
Walk around arms up like a scarecrow
We don't give a fuck, full on aggro
Push em, push em down to the back row
Rolling 'round the street with the black chrome
Hate me as if I ever cared bitch
Break me, try and make it savage
Lately, feel that trigger finger itch
Maybe hell is my district
Unlucky still way on the top
Got enemies stacked up on the drop
A demon king with the rope around his neck
Got a fucked up smile when the bodies gonna drop
I'm an apple in disguise
The serpent in your paradise
Hear me hiss
I never miss
We are here to terrorize
Fuck you bitch it's homocide
Triple six, six, six
Heart and soul's what I devote
When I cut your fucking throat
I will never miss
I will never miss, miss, miss
Now
Shut the silence off
Taking all your scoff
Showing up cuffed
Messin up stuff
Haven't had enough of those papercuts
Burn my guts
Tie the noose
Demon's loose
Drink that booze
From that fucking demon juice
Cobra ties the demonking
Snake blood fucking sickening
In my head's a fucking mess
Doesn't matter nonethelees
Never going to confess to those lies