Wartime (feat. $lick)

Hoo Hoo We them demons Out of those trenches Wretched, clutching Got your attention Mention us Get caught up in trenches Razor wire slice up your tendons Hail the fire Set them to burn at salems trials Slicing their wrists Witches casting the fire Evil on call That's murder for hire Hang up the pxstor for treason and vile Get the f*ck out of my face What a waste of a life Let you die in your place Let you die where you stay I'm committed to showing these fuckboys they better get out of the way Demons always aspire Flame up the, flame up the as I burn down the choir Bring upon revelations You all dying Sacrifice as I roll up the bxble Step at the gas We burning up rubber Talking too fast and we snatch up your mother Maggots swarming Devil in cover Drink on the blood of the Bathe in the blood of the innocent Ritual diligence Serial killer shit We burning in hell for the thrill of it Call for your people We dial up triple six bitch Got my foot on the pedal My hand on the metal I sliced at the bezel I'm meeting the devil Won't settle for nothing but blood No I won't level Got death on mental Bitch it's slick Fucking with me and I'm letting it spray Shells in the puddle where your body lay Fucking with me and I leave you decayed Got these visions of death In the pit where we'll burn The lake of the fire I'll never return Matter fact, you won't either Hit you motherfucking 9 mm Leave your body out to dry Bitch your soul gon fly Then I toss the motherfucking heater Nowadays, I don't give a f*ck about no sunny days Bitch I'm out of luck Get up out my way Hoe I keep it tucked Bitch I let it rain If you stepping up Tie your own noose, then I'll cut you some slack Open your eyes and now they finna roll back Wreaking the havoc With deadliest of habits You say you want smoke But bitch no you cant have it