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I just popped a demon Bitch I speak with demons Rolling on the za Until my eyes are bleeding Ectoplasm seeping I can feel them feeding Pull up with the nina Leave you with the lesions I am not freemason Made a deal with Satan Rolling up on bible paper Burning all the pages In flesh my prison was created And my soul was caged in Conversations with a sadist What I call your prayers I'm possessed by demons You can't steal my fucking cadence Let the choppa tear your flesh Until its Separated Bitch I'll drop your fucking body Pull up fucking faded Off the molly with a shotty They won't find the traces Turn a bitch into a wraith And now no one can see you Swing the hammer at your face And now they can't ID you Swing the choppa at your body Until you can't move Sling the bullets at your body Make it corkscrew
Writer(s): William Torres Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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