Your God can not save you
(The lord is with you)
Your soul is mine
(Blessed is the fruit of thy womb Jesus)
Blanco
(Mother of God)
Your soul is mine
(Pray for us sinner now and at the hour of our death)
And mine alone
Welcome to the mind of a psycho
There's no telling how this might go
Tied up to the soul of a dead felon
I imagine a friend I call him Blanco
Blanco and I (Yea) we buddy buddy
Met him back in the day
He was robbing for me
He told me straight to my face that you a real nigga
And real niggas should only hang with real niggas (Yea)
Since then yea we've been together
Like desus and mero of the bodega (Boys)
Blanco he don't know no better
He don't talk a lot but he'll be quick to murder (Yea)
He got that calm and cool demeanor
To your face he's nice turn around your dinner (Yea)
He's the kind that's hard to figure
Its a col' world and he a born sinner (Yea)
That's the soul that I'm tied to
I'm just a vessel for him just to rhyme through
I lost my soul a while ago
Jesus aint saving Mo
If you dont know now you know
How dark a place to be
In an evil sea
Mentally men its so tough
Watch him take from me
My soul from me
And this nigga just drove off
Next day yea we back to kicking
Like it never happened and we don't revisit
Things that happened at the dawn of the night
You don't talk about it
It's a known secret
But
I'm having dreams of killing my mama
Not my sweet old lady, I meant my baby mama
Damn
Blanco what you got me doing
What you got me saying?
You about to ruin (Shit)My whole life like I f*ckin' know it
Who gon believe I'm possessed by the demons who wrote it?
Shii.. God damn boy you got me tripping
Boy you got me thinking
Why you blood seeking
Every time you come around you gotta start something
He was looking at you funny or his mans bugging
With you homeboy, men its always something
Once you start looking around men it's never nothing
Shiii
Why do i f*ckin' bother
Your soul is in me, so we in each other
It's hard to give it up but I can put it in three words
New world order
Shiii
I probably shouldn't say that
Blanco is coming for the payback
I hear the choppers arrive
The demons are back and I know fully well they don't play that
F*ck
I'm mentally f*cked up
All covered in blood that I coughed up
F*ck
I'm mentally f*cked up
Is that my lung on the table I just coughed up
F*ck
Haha God damn it boy
Tryna sell your soul for this rap game
Haha God damn it boy
Now you got demons, you'll never be the same
Haha
This rap game is all mine
Your soul
That mutherf*cker is mine
(Haha)