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 f*ck 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