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teflon (memphis) - black magic lyrics

[verse 1: lil’ grimm]
demons in the night, yes, i’m wanted for my evil deeds
late at night, i’m cold, so i pick up this book and read
psychotic n_gga sh_t, ’cause these n_ggas run their lip
evil spirits cast a spell now it’s runnin’ through my head
just look up in the sky, oh sh_t what do i see
is it a bird? is it a plane? demons comin’ up to me
[?] got that skunk, one n_gga already locked in my trunk
red dogg grab his body when i stopped at the city dump
out there, messed up, baptized off that holy dope
please don’t try to run cause i got that infrared scope
at yo mothaf_ckin’ domes, told you hoes to leave me alone
quiet n_gga in that cornеr, but i keep my big black tone
while i’m in the cornеr, yes, i’m dazed into my cruise of thought
slice that ho, lookin’ at me with my f_ckin’ chainsaw
sn_tch a b_tch real quick, take her to my nearest ditch
hi, my name is grimm, welcome to my crucifix
at the f_ckin’ graveyard, creepin’ with the no light
quick to k!ll a n_gga with no trigger f_ckin’ sight
but i’m kind of f_cked up, d_mn, i can’t think straight
red dogg, help me through this misery because i’m losin’ faith
havin’ bad dreams when the clock hits midnight
demons grab my back, ease my soul, don’t try to fight
let my soul rise from the darkness of my graveyard
come along and join with me, through a night of drastic fog
havin’ suicidal thoughts, should i grab my f_ckin’ lighter?
just page one of the chapters of the ghostwriter
[hook: scanman]
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun

[verse 2: red dogg, lil grimm]
n_ggas come through my graveyard, n_ggas ran my fence up
readin’ through them scriptures, drinking liquor while i kiss my trigger
eyes red as fire, i don’t know, so don’t ask me why
wicked trick, evil sh_t, all at the same time
wicked f_ckin’ crucifix, them demons creepin’ through the night
with the f_ckin’ gauge on a rage, but i see the light
could there be a way for me, will i see reality?
demons tryna take my soul, d_mn, i know i’m goin’ numb
bl__dy body scattered, shattered into pieces just like pizza
me and grimm’s are sn_tchin’ f_cking heads off, tricks, that’s why they shooken
drain they bloods out from their neck, i do this sh_t for self_respect
when i k!ll a b_tch, you know that a n_gga gotta keep his mothaf_ckin’ rep
mothaf_ckin’ glock is c_cked, i pop and drop them f_ckin’ tricks
sometimes i think of suicide, just k!ll myself say “f_ck this sh_t”
get my f_ckin’ b_lls off_list, i lock myself in the closet, b_tch
reminisce on how i murder, n_gga, shot ’em in the d_ck
is it them n_ggas or is it them demons who tellin’ me to go commit all these crimes
n_ggas with triggers, them big cocaine dealers
a visual k!ller, i’m on ’em for good
i’m changin’ the city, just think of a homicide mixed with a suicide
so i go k!ll a guy
what’s up, lil’ grimm? (my n_gga, i don’t know)
should i get that b_tch? (go stang on them hoes)
i stang on them b_tches and leave em in ditches
don’t bar none ’bout b_tches, so back up this pimpin’
i gotta step in, feel like when i get mad
i [?] to his head
like i said once before, them n_ggas must don’t know me well
then i c_ck the hammer back, them bullets make your body swell
evil showin’ me the future, tellin’ me what’s right and wrong
tellin’ me who’s pr_ne to live, and n_ggas [?] by their herringbone
fire is in my yalk because them n_ggas try to test me this
head just start to spin around my shoulders like the exorcist
red dogg, why, he’s got my back, chi chi with that fire sack
grimm just cut them b_tches head
sweet talk fill them hoes with lead
only with the infrared, now them n_ggas good as dead
n_ggas better not steal our title, chapters of the ghostwriters
[hook: scanman]
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun

[verse 3: lil’ grimm]
black magic, voodoo power, castin’ spells upon these tricks
yes, i’m kind of crazy, since you n_ggas talkin’ babbage sh_t
step up to a n_gga if you wanna see some f_ckin’ spark
yes, my graveyard is made for you suckas traitin’ hard
yes, you f_ckin’ suckas can say what you want about the grimm
but p_u_n_k, no, my n_gga, that’s not h_i_m
look into my soul, once again, i can’t see the light
bad dreams keep my eyes open, demons got my sight
fifteen n_ggas ready to k!ll, still trill n_ggas don’t feel
darkside comin’ up and you know lil’ grimm made the deal
so watch your back, n_gga, ’cause i might take your f_ckin’ soul
everclear up in my system, but my blood runs ice cold
the tales that you heard of givin’ [?] crypt
keepin’ it [?] chop the mic, sn_tch your body ’cause it’s gettin’ deep

[verse 4: red dogg]
every time i close my eyes, a vision pops into my mind
evil thoughts connects the dot, i grab my glock and set afire
a n_gga with a mastermind, you never heard a thing like this
i’m the type of n_gga that’ll beat your d_ck off with a stick
9 millimeter c_cked, ready to pop and drop these hoes
n_gga constantly talkin’ junk, mane, these n_ggas must don’t know
demons creepin’ while they’re sleepin’, then i grab my f_ckin’ yawk
bullets start to dump [?] while i drop these f_ckin’ punks
eighty percent of these n_ggas are scared
twenty percent of these n_ggas are dead
when i pump my f_ckin’ lead, them b_tches headed for the med
[verse 5: both, lil grimm, redd dogg]
one two, come for you
three four, lock your door
five six, crucifix
seven eight, comin’ from the lake
nine ten, mac 10, aimin’ at you and your friend
eleven twelve, meet your death
(creepin’ to my chamber, five bodies there)

[verse 6: red dogg]
that’s the definition of a nine with them seventeen shots
pop pop pop, you’ll get dropped
you got caught with my nine glock
me and my n_gga grimm got a point that we must get across
devil sh_t, that’s my idol, chapters of the ghostwriters

[hook: scanman]
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun
busta b_tch, test this sh_t, i unload the pistol clip
terror stang, swiftly done, then i blow smoke from my gun

[outro: lil grimm, red dogg]
yeah, lil grimm up in this mothaf_cka
i wanna say what’s up to my n_gga pokey
malcolm in this b_tch, boney mack
my n_gga [?] white, everybody in the woods in this life
know what i’m sayin’? whoever down with this sh_t
yeah, you know what i’m sayin’?
red dogg in this mothaf_cka
kickin it with my n_gga shawty pimp
all my mothaf_ckin’ n_ggas down in binghampton, lbg
and we up out this b_tch, yeah, n_gga

- teflon memphis lyrics

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