Lyrics Back from the Dead - Deviant

Back from the Dead

Ima come back, ima come back from the dead
Devi comin back from the dead
Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen
Fuckin with it get cracked to the head
Ima come back, ima come back from the dead
Devi comin back from the dead
Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen
Lemme get back to my zen
I’ll attack it again
Gotta put pad to the pen
And smack these whack cunts to the end
Leave em wrapped in blankets
Copped the elixir then I drank it
Ambrosia and that shit from Crank shit
Adrenalin, cranked it in my veins
Now Jason couldn’t catch him
Statham in a stasis
I take the red pill, blue pill, freebase it
And now my mind’s up in a million places
My heart’s plenty black like vantablack
Like antimatter, I’m killin off these kids like anti-vaxx
They tend to lack the skills on the mic, better hand it back
They left the post unattended and I manned it, facts
Is it man to man or is it man to whack?
See me chillin witcha girly til I send her back
Got goals she want a hand in that
And we can kick it like I’m Beckham til she bend it back
Up in the fray while you just stand back
I’ll save a life while they demand packs
Lil bitch boy better get your tampax
Got that New South Sound if they try to harm me
Wanna feud with the fam then I’m Stevey Harvey
Rock three white stripes while I raise an army
To take out the seven nations so don’t you start me
I used to count all my fucking blessings but now
My dreams are now a distant memory
My dreams are now a distant memory
My dreams are now a distant memory
My dreams are now a distant memory
Ima come back, ima come back from the dead
Devi comin back from the dead
Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen
Fuckin with it get cracked to the head
Ima come back, ima come back from the dead
Devi comin back from the dead
Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen
Lemme get back to my zen