Lyrics:
Walls start closing in around you
My twins of evil
They shake you by the collarbone
Then snap your rib cage
And broken bodies in a death rock
just (call up Jah, Selah I)
Each time me doubt, mi fate get tempted by di evil force
Me just (call up Jah, Selah I)
Each time me feel fi pop di gun
class)
Ship sinking fast
(Bon voyage)
See you at the bottom when I spot um
Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm I got 'em
What's up my brother?
What's
she know her nigga do too
That nigga do too
And if not then babygirl you a bitch, you just evil
Evil
Evil by association we turned ya man
I torment you
There is some unsolved mystery true crime shit
Forensic file, on some cold case grime shit
Hear no evil, see no evil, serial killer
I'm Stunting like evil Knievel
Yeah
I'm Stunting like evil Knievel
Ohh yea
Taking a risk
Soon later I'm gonna hit
Most you rappers
Nothing but
Walls start closing in around you
My twins of evil
They shake you by the collarbone
Then snap you by the ribcage
And broken bodies in
the coupe high speed we hop in and zoom
Eyy
[SauceTh@t]
SURROUNDED BY DARKNESS
NO LIGHT IN THE SHELL
SURROUNDED BY MIRRORS
UM FACIN MY FEARS
DONT NEED
shit?
No expectation
Or salvation
Tearing me down bit by bit
Lesser of two evils
Won't get better
May get worse
Lesser of two evils
Whole thing
Is so
Say you trappin that's a lie
She like you don't never care you know I'm such a evil guy
Ain no talking when its beef we load dem hollows when we
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
lethal/
Watching over those that I protect high from a steeple/
Ain't no need to fear the good guys are here/
Evil doers beware by standers stand clear/
haunted by
The evil shit I did
Pop a perc pour a line
Kill the pain clear your mind
Pop a perc pour a line
Kill the pain clear your mind
Pour a 4
For my
Shawty that throat is a demon
Built like a demon
Poppin her pill
Told that bitch baby
Don't pop it lil seal
Lookin at me; yeah she pop it so slow
Told that
it by my lonely now I'm the big homie
But I'm his royal slickness, ghetto weakness, come Rick is
The one who expose cornball rappers with
Money, forget the money
("Money") The root of all evil
Deceivin' 'cause even my closest people tryin' to get me for my ("money")
'Cause envy
niggas keep gossiping
You should go work for the blogs and them
Don't fuck with the gang, they the opposite
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse
Um yeah, you
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
representin', nigga, the U.P.T.
I'm a hard stuntin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number one
dem a follow and a do a drive by
Rifle shot kick him off di bike back
Run down pon di bwoy dem as di bike drop
Skull pop, tripe pop, Gaza run di block
Where them haters at
Where them haters at
Man
Manzo and sabio on the beat
Haa
Chicken little said the sky was falling
'Cause I'm balling
Keep um
Fork in the road I'm stuck in middle
Mom's left pops minds real brittle
Next choice I make will cause a ripple
Contemplation, Heads on a swivel
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
rap game, grabbed a pen
Never liked rap but it's happening
Gonna make beats, write some tunes
Wanna go pop sorta like balloons
Pop, pop star, not
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