Satan Does That Thing With His Tongue That You Like

I just want to slit my throat Lean back watch the blood and smoke Seep through the hole I'm losing hope Which way to go Am I going to heaven or hell I ain't going to hell I'm going home where the devils roam I find comfort as I burn alone I burn alone so I can face the fronto to the dome Straight to the dome I put the chrome I let the trigger go Here I go, here I go down that dead end road Let me know if you need a ride Want to die tonight Sacrifice yourself inside the fire lets get high tonight Cut not once maybe twice That should suffice Lace the blunt up in the dip take a hit now just close your eyes F*ck a boogie with a hoodie I'm a bulley with the pulley Ski masked up I'm robbin goodies nigga, hold up And the money's always flowing And we ride it like we stole it But not in the middle of the sermon Genocide yeah I'm on that devil shit Suicide slit my wrists for the hell of it Coincide get a grip go along with Satisfied let him rise bring the apocalypse I'm the man with the plan I don't talk no shit It began with a gram and a black four fifth Superman hella bands all up in my fists Jackie Chan on them xans on my kung-fu shit But I like to use my gun Tommy gun fun with the hundred round drum No suboxone on my tongue Load me up another one