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children of the corn (memphis) - devil shyt كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: mike mike]
see i worship devil sh_t, therefore, them demons creep my mind
angels try to speak to me but being godly ain’t my kind
paranoid illusions got me spooked, that’s why i keep that tone
constantly i have visions of some sh_t i’m knowing don’t belong
deadly sins insert my nose but there’s no corpses in this b_tch
voices from behind the wall fulfills my mind with wicked sh_t
footsteps from throughout my house when everyone is sound asleep
hearing knocks on my door so i c_ck the pistol quietly
and once i approach the door the noise i’m hearing suddenly stops
set the time to 3:15 but now it’s screaming six o’clock
just before i go to bed i check around the house for spies
in the middle of the night upon my walls, the devil lies
(think of something quick!)
what the f_ck can i do, devil sh_t got me spooked
how can i get away, angels they tell me shoot
keep satan out my head speak not unto the dead
but when i turned to the right side the demons said
take care yo’ business man stay making bl__dy stains
always remember to load up that plastic thing
if you got anna just throw up your devil sign
why do strange bustas choose to f_ck with crazy’s mane

[verse 2: lil’ grimm]
i always feel like someone’s watching over me
performing the autopsy from a k!ller’s blood who worships thee
brought up in a church but full of h_ll is where my mind is at
blowing evil dope until the devil led me to that pact
quickly i destroy this b_tch then chant to the unholy one
now the lord is calling me to worship the begotten son
should i go before my god and ask him to forgive my sins
should i worship devil sh_t and burn eternally again
now i’m thinking suicide will leave me to this deadly choice
seven days, my evil ways of crucifix with no remorse
can’t you hear it in my voice this sh_t will never disappear
someone call houdini the great to give my evil ass a cure
grabbing my sawed_off and stangin’ these busters so at least i will prove my d_mn evil is if i may say so myself
devil sh_t, crucifix, satanic rituals, magic of blackness that
worships the death
redrum is murder and murder is dead
don’t force me to quickly breakout with the nine
visions of demons that run through my head
the angels they constantly f_ck with my mind
[verse 3: lil’ grimm]
l_i_s_e_o_e stands for child of wealth d_e_v_i_l
devil sh_t, this won’t prevail so i guess i’ll burn in h_ll
satan cannot hold me, man i’ll buck his buster ho ass down
quickly i pull off that dope and hit this b_tch without a frown
now i’m falling deep into a trance that i just can’t reverse
look into my deadly eyes, somehow don’t you feel your curse
poppin’ this glock so d_mn hard at your ass, you would think i was having fit for my grip, but there’s so many bullets inserting your stomach you die from an overdose of hollow_tip

[verse 4: mike mike]
shaking and breaking from all of this sh_t going on in my head
i can’t help that i’m scared of the evil that led me to walk to the valley with my infrared
so i watch
my back
’cause i’m down with a motherf_cking jack
never creep on a k!ller who’s likely to drill a d_mn hole through your eye that be forcing a cataract
devil sh_t makes me scared unless i can f_ck with this feeling
that got me visualizing demonic master that torture my membrane wants me to go insane and rat_a_tat_tat on a b_tch
engine_engine, number nine, aiming at your f_cking spine
have you buster b_tches crying when my pistol get to firing
at the vest or your head, leave you dead double_time
gotta get away from all these demons f_cking with my mind

- children of the corn memphis

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