lordsofchaos

I'm hopping back
Step down
Pussy boy you can't rap
I know
Who's this goth boy
He look kinda wack
But I promise motherfucker
Always down to attack
Wrists slashed
We sad
But we still know how trap
Ski masks
When we pull up
In the black Chevy truck
Put you in the back
With a shovel snuggled up
I got tats on my face
To show you I don't give a fuck
I earned my rep
Cause they think I'm a psycho
Nah that ain't it
I'm just the dark ones disciple
Pain triple three
No he ain't the next idol
No you ain't gonna find
This track on vinyl
No he won't blow up
Probably won't go viral
At least I have the guts
To admit I'm suicidal
But don't test me
I'll switch quick to homicidal
You just spit cap
Like the whole fucking Bible
Vamos vatos locos
See this pussy boys
Spinal

I'm with dark ones
Chilling
Lords of Chaos
I only kick it
With villains

I'm with the dark ones
Chillin
Snort rocks
And get higher than the fucking ceiling



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Writer(s): Algos Flores
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