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torchfvce - suicidal disciples كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: ghostemane]
f-ck everybody
i’m doing my thing
don’t nobody know me
i’m a young cobain
f-ck everything
i’m going john dee
give up my life [?]
everybody wanna piece of young crowley
but nobody really wanna work like me
everybody gotta make it everybody’s thing
gotta be the very next big thing
i wish a motherf-cker would like pennies in a well
i don’t need no f-cking gas ’cause i got cigarettes from hell
b-tch, i worship horis
i don’t mind what anyone will say
i’m like “k-r-double e-p” and i will be till my dying day

[verse 2: torchfvce]
riding with motherf-ckers thats tearing ya block up
they shocked they breaking out the beretta you better f-cking duck (?)
(?) take shots
pop pop to ya dome and it don’t stop
creeping while you all alone at ya main spot
lucifer at my dome b-tch i’m red hot
motherf-ckers acting hard but we know you not
hog tied tight knots while you fail to watch
scream motherf-cking (?)
creep up on you with the glock put you in a box
ol’ mark -ss b-tch (mark -ss b-tch)
weak -ss hoe (weak -ss hoe)
pull the trigger then i figured that nobody can handle screaming (?)
i’m praying to satan waiting to end all these f-ck boys who hating
slay them like pagans
-ss-ssinate them not playing
b-tch this is suicidal disciples treat arrivals with rifles
taking flames to the bible i gave my soul to the motherf-ckin’ devil ah

- torchfvce

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