Dolemite (feat. $Uicideboy$)

Fanning the flames to the third degree
What you heard?
9 Grey as concrete
Slamming a fuck boy's face in the curb
Now he see what I mean when I say I beat the pussy
Bitch I got a fucking pentagram displayed on my hoodie
Spit 666
Cramming the gar with some good weed
Light up the blunt
I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be
Oddy Nuff been up for centuries
Probably should sleep
All part of God's plan
Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land
Three shovels in the dirt
Six unmarked graves
Result of the blade
Got a noose round my neck as I rest in the shade
As I fade away the devil is pulling my leg

I, crawling up in the streets I lay my head in ditches
I, rolling a swisher sweet with codeine in the kitchen
You, never gone fuck with me my level's too exquisite
You, just a snitch I know you pillow talk with bitches
Me, love to creep the night with murder in my sight
Me, love to ease the knife inside a pussies life
I'm, just a psycho with a fucked up life
Cock that bitch one time and then I take my fucking life

I need a bitch to worship the devil with me
Talk to my demons and bring murder sprees
Creep through the dark
As we howl to the moon
Ending a life and the souls I consume
Codeine in my cup
Twisting it up
Fucking the devils and sluts
Slits to my wrist and i'm ending my life
Cocking my gat and i'm ending it twice
Dancing in a pentagram
Thinking bout my evil ways
Listen to the mind of a psycho mane
2-11 187 break yoself or go to heaven
I don't give a fuck cus it's all the same
Blood running down my face
Murder was the case
Slick motherfucker leaving no trace
Quiet, Nimble, 6 is the symbol
Welcome to the place where the wicked ones stay