Souther Helle
I am the king of death
Here to steal you last breath
Welcome
Grab a chair
Let's speak a bit
About how the choices you made got you in this bullshit
Slimy little motherfucker just like yourself
Is what keeps the death daddy bringing you down to hell
And you may thing you're dreaming
But I assure you it's real
You've played the wrong hand
And now it is my turn to deal
Heidi ho dummiboi
Your fucking dead duh
You messed with death
And I took your head
Listen here, I ain't tryna be a dick, dork
This whole killing thing, just in a days work
There are ties you've severed with the mortal realm
Which is why were face to face
Never thought you'd actually meet your maker, huh?
Welcome
Grab a chair
Let's speak a bit
About how the choices you made got you in this bullshit
Slimy little motherfucker just like yourself
Is what keeps the death daddy bringing you down to hell
And you may thing you're dreaming
But I assure you it's real
You've played the wrong hand
And now it is my turn to deal
Darn tootin' you in hell dumb fuck (What you think?)
You can't blame this shit on just a string of bad luck
Your little cattywampus ass screwed me over boi
Yaller dog in life and yaller dog in death
You had the chance to die with dignity
The things I do to you will not be serene
Here to steal you last breath
Welcome
Grab a chair
Let's speak a bit
About how the choices you made got you in this bullshit
Slimy little motherfucker just like yourself
Is what keeps the death daddy bringing you down to hell
And you may thing you're dreaming
But I assure you it's real
You've played the wrong hand
And now it is my turn to deal
Heidi ho dummiboi
Your fucking dead duh
You messed with death
And I took your head
Listen here, I ain't tryna be a dick, dork
This whole killing thing, just in a days work
There are ties you've severed with the mortal realm
Which is why were face to face
Never thought you'd actually meet your maker, huh?
Welcome
Grab a chair
Let's speak a bit
About how the choices you made got you in this bullshit
Slimy little motherfucker just like yourself
Is what keeps the death daddy bringing you down to hell
And you may thing you're dreaming
But I assure you it's real
You've played the wrong hand
And now it is my turn to deal
Darn tootin' you in hell dumb fuck (What you think?)
You can't blame this shit on just a string of bad luck
Your little cattywampus ass screwed me over boi
Yaller dog in life and yaller dog in death
You had the chance to die with dignity
The things I do to you will not be serene
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Writer(s): Brace Crawford
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