If I could make a deal with devil
Sell my soul give me the level
Level out the playing field
You f*ck bitches done come to kneel
Better come to yield
Shield is wide and scythe is feeling
Reaper will find all wrong dealings
Wrongs you make come with every breath you take
Sit down
Take a lesson
Be that f*cker send you to heaven
F*ckin' make a path to hell
I'll kill Satan myself
Ring his dinner bell
Plant my flag you fall to pieces
Sink my teeth my blood is seethin'
F*ck you bitches blood releasin'
Stay the f*ck out of my thesis
Shotgun and cyanide
Slit my wrists I can't decide
When I make my way to hell I will kill Satan myself
I don't f*ckin' care bout wealth
I'm just worried for my health
I attack like I am stealth
Annihilate there's nothing else
She f*cking she sucking the soul out the dick
Pleasurin' me since I been on the edge
I am a demon that angels resent
Lay in the coffin like I was born dead yeah
F*ckas always wanna talk
But they never wanna walk
Always on a stop
So its f*ck the pop and cops
I'll pull the stops and grip the stock for the f*cking shock
Disrupting the peace I will be the beast
Slappin' on a leash to your f*ckin' sleeve
Stupid little bitch don't f*ck with me
The Reaper f*ckin' steal your soul in agony