How can you have in a God That can not control creation How can He you to salvation There is no hope in chaos Welcome to the other of reality And this is your (Eternity)
The end of the world, I can see it So I pack my millimeters and I start huntin' For these niggas that shit Man these hoes will never quit ya Leave 'em hangin' a tree or thrown in a ditch
one of you niggas think you really got them guts To walk up to his house, knock on his Let 'em feel the buck of a 12 gauge up by an A-K
Fore you go to bed at you bitches better kneel and pray 'Cause when it's business we care our business I'm clappin' on any of a witness or any who get in it Man this shit is
Not them stories you put in your Not even that bullshit you behind a nigga back Let me make it simple and plain, run up and get your brains blown To the side of the with that plastic thang, thang Nina glock 19 With the 20 clip you don't wanna fuck with You don't wanna fuck this
Therefore all you and you clans And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with click And we gonna bring it to ass
Therefore all you and you clans And you crews fuckin', fuckin' this click And we gonna it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click And we gonna bring it to ass
all you clicks and you clans And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this And we gonna bring it to ass
Man for any crime I swear I'll die before I do some time Bitch the Koopsta massive I murder With the muthafuckin' plastic nine that we tortured in the Chevy Voices won't let me rest this be the end yet Or a message from Satan (Nigga omens)
They open the of horror for them horror lords We tortured the cases who the faces of triple six That which is (Kill bitch, chop that bitch)
Or you get caught on a crucifix I'm of that burning inside of my Cradle I'm that He could just come Yet this Nina no trigger so I'm clickin'
Real quick like a serial killa mon' straight from cell for real 'a I'll you dead my nigga and it's a shame when I dropped 'em off The break mane in return I got no I went in dark room fool Koop be jackin' for thang
Every time I you slippin' I go a my Mac-10 (Mac-10) Victims of my devil's Come burn me until the end
Therefore all you clicks and you And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this And we bring it to your ass
Therefore all you and you clans And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this And we gonna it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you And you crews fuckin', with this click And we gonna it to your ass
all you clicks and you clans And you crews fuckin', with this click And we gonna it to your ass
Totin' the dead body over my And sure to break out my shovel Or let evil look forward and I start to dig up and in the body And give up money as bank of the sore
separate bodies hacked up with a axe and I think a big sack Been chewed up by rats I'm just these poems They bring to renown cause a triple six night to wrists with needles in my fists and amidst', thy clicks, of tricks
No I'm not a but I'm mentally ill And I don't all the reasons Well, I think it's season and neither does my schizophrenic friends So therefore due to my mental defocalty
Scarecrow is entertained by helping enemies bleed Let all the bodies soak in all the Let's go smoke with chick with no pity I bloody cut chop up they shell goes in 20
Finally thinkin' I was frighting, I'm havin' no thoughts Of the lives I've done lost when I'm blazin' stupid gauge fire Cause I'm a Halloween slaughter it turned my gun focal Just thank Myers no mutilation's parallelizations Got no patience when I'm down a patient Tryin' to thwart
Therefore all you and you clans And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click And we gonna bring it to ass
Therefore all you and you clans And you fuckin', fuckin' with this click And we gonna it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you And you crews fuckin', fuckin' with this And we bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you And you crews fuckin', with this click And we gonna it to your ass
I'm on a cross loose up off cut me free (Cut me free) I'll draw portrait if you put me down on my feet (Down on my feet) My turns upside down and finally I'm loose I flip the land and up of some sinners Scarecrow and the Juice
I look to the sky and all I could say was, "Well, it's on again" No lord could stop us now 'cause the demons reborn My praise the first power found me so I never cower Without a mind fool bust and bounce
I'll tell you half about Antichrist Look into my tell me what you see The demonic man about Saints can you feel me, I try for and years Sinkin' this one day of
weather and church bells Ringin' to the election of a me into the trees, watch me rob Adam And watch me Eve
In this eve destruction Most will probably DJ Paul, the Triple Six click And Hell 'em under
Bitch, now