Evil Dead

Everytime I feel the evil I just wanna up the cannon Everytime I feel the evil probably cuz I was abandoned If I take the love for granted probably hang me off a canyon Money root of all evil so I make her my companion Everytime I feel the evil I just wanna up the cannon Everytime I feel the evil probably cuz I was abandoned If I take the love for granted probably hang me off a canyon Money root of all evil so I make her my companion Flames on my fist aye everyone hate me like chris aye You tend to act like a bitch aye I cut the Tongue off a snitch Flames on my fist aye everyone hate me like chris aye You tend to act like a bitch aye I cut the Tongue off a snitch Girl we came from couldn't eat to the countertops all granite Put a barrel to your cheek so your probably shouldn't panic still got something in my teeth I just feasted on the planet Still got something on your tee oh that's blood bullets landed All these Devastating screams keep occurring in my presence Nightmares living in my dreams make me wake up to the present Past life killed my being it tried to play me for a peasant Poisoning a real king will get you killed and plus beheaded Holdup snips Yes your mom like to f*ck like a nymph Pussy boy you a target a symph Feel I'm flooded with dark like the sith Pop a thought bubble just like a cyst Pass a thot couple bi two assists Shot my stunt double now you gonna miss Only way it would lands if you wish Blow bitch a kiss They label me as a villain yeah That's cuz I'm making a killing yeah Bih keep the pussy like Krillin yeah I keep her nail acrylic yeah I am more rare than a relic yeah Her pussy free should just sell it yeah Ohh that's my opp I might shell it yeah Two glocks my Nina got jealous yeah Everytime I feel the evil I just wanna up the cannon Everytime I feel the evil probably cuz I was abandoned If I take the love for granted probably hang me off a canyon Money root of all evil so I make her my companion Everytime I feel the evil I just wanna up the cannon Everytime I feel the evil probably cuz I was abandoned If I take the love for granted probably hang me off a canyon Money root of all evil so I make her my companion Flames on my fist aye everyone hate me like chris aye You tend to act like a bitch aye I cut the Tongue off a snitch Flames on my fist aye everyone hate me like chris aye You tend to act like a bitch aye I cut the Tongue off a snitch My track bomb just landed right here Mice trap they 6ixity9ing my peers Need a ice pack my cold ice froze tears Where ya ice at imaginary ice so clear Murderous fill thy with fear Hurting us end time is near Red iris quite see it clear still I do not shed a tear Grimm reaper I'm death can't hear Her man make that disappear Nigga we know that you ain't got no drive Now I'm teaching your bitch how to steer Plus that bitch look as bad as shakira Ass so fat make her look in the mirror Bove my head rich life hang like a lira Poison you then not give you the cure Well America did that I'm sure Now the feds might kick in my door If I disappear don't trust the Forbes They all bulls to the matador Ole