Borg
Bored
Cut
Up
Bitch
Ruffed
Enough
Blood
Rip
Bud
Sippin Dew
Comanauts
Ich wünsch dir ne gute nacht
Träum was schönes Ich bleib wach
Summon Demons for good health
And Ban em in my Soul
Boasts at me to get my name
Pass em some to smoke
The f*cks I give are missin
So keep rippin make the hole
Bitch I want a Monster
To be cooked up on my spoon
Old man ghoul
I Cut him up
With my spirit blade
Wish upon another one
To fall into my gaze
A nigga wants a bit of Fun
And a blunt with Devils haze
Spend a lot to let the apparations in my head
In my Head
In my Head
In my eyes
Am I dead
In disguise
Here I lie
Villain Feind
Gasoline
Ring of Fire
Way too queit
Drop top night
Devils riot
We get high
Till we die
Body cries
Spirit mine
Lighting strikes tonight
The needle rips my pulse yah
Lighting strikes tonight
The needle rips my pulse yah
Lighting strikes tonight
The needle rips my pulse yah
Lighting strikes tonight
The needle rips my pulse yah
Summon Demons for good health
And Ban em in my Soul
Boasts at me to get my name
Pass em some to smoke
The f*cks I give are missin
So keep rippin make the hole
Bitch I want a Monster
To be cooked up on my spoon