seira666 - welcome to hell lyrics
welcome to h_ll, cut up your body i leave it to smell
tape up your mouth gotta mute the yells
cut a p_ssy motherf_cka ima do it so swell
sittin there vulnerable i might as well
grab you, lock you, put you in a cell
black market, b_tch see how you sell
do it p_ssy b_tch, yeah scream and yell
not gonna be heard so just hide in your sh_ll
k!ll your f_ckin family ima do it great
i got a f_ckin blade and its motherf_ckin straight
gotta take it stab you deep inside your weight
got the perfect chance so im not gonna wait
yeah put it deep inside your dreams
little p_ssy b_tch not ready for my schemes
sorry didn’t mean to go extreme
sorry didn’t mean to be mean just had to let off some motherf_ckin steam b_tch
welcome to h_ll, cut up your body i leave it to smell
tape up your mouth gotta mute the yells
cut a p_ssy motherf_cka ima do it so swell
sittin there vulnerable i might as well
grab you, lock you, put you in a cell
black market, b_tch see how you sell
do it p_ssy b_tch, yeah scream and yell
not gonna be heard so just hide in your sh_ll
gonna stab your face with a mace
pop out out of the room like im ghost face
you’re a disgrace gotta be erased
stab you with glass from a vase gonna catch a case
give you a drink, yeah its laced
gonna hit you harder then the bass
hit you hard make you fly into sp_ce
make you die with no trace
can’t even try at my pace
banzai in your place
gonna laugh while you cry in my base(ment)
welcome to h_ll, cut up your body i leave it to smell
tape up your mouth gotta mute the yells
cut a p_ssy motherf_cka ima do it so swell
sittin there vulnerable i might as well
grab you, lock you, put you in a cell
black market, b_tch see how you sell
do it p_ssy b_tch, yeah scream and yell
not gonna be heard so just hide in your sh_ll
tired of these rappers f_ckin spittin bullsh_t
dissin me b_tch im finna make you quit
comin at me i slice your f_ckin wrists
celebrities livin their life like a skit
fake as f_ck better duck
gonna swing at your gut
blood claimed fame like im hvlf cvst mutt
thrash gang, stray gang, you better know whatsup
boutta come at your clique with a f_ckin uppercut
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