| See I worship-
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| See I worship-
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Lucifer keep speakin' to me, triple six up on my time
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| Paranoid, anxiety, prescriptions always fill my mouth
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| Fuckboys keep on tryin' me
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| Now I’m bringing Satan out
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| Candle lit séances and black witches
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| Them demons come and posses me now
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| Devil laughs and black ski masks
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| I’m hearing footsteps through my house
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| Got that redrum in my mind
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| That murder, murder 'till they dead
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| AK-47 cocked and ready, filled to the top with lead
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| You can see it in my eyes when that devil shit takes over me
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| No remorse, them drugs I snort got falling angels controllin' me
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| (See I worship—)
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| Now I’m thinkin' $uicide, who am I?
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| Done sold my soul just for a hit
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| See I worship, see I worship…
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| Devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship
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| It’s the *59 $uicidal great white
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| Cruisin' a tidal wave on a late night
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| Lake-like white boy, yah
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| Refusing to loosen the noose
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| Bitch, I’m losing my mind
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| 'Cause you losers choosing to abuse what I say in my lines
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| You need to get a life-matter fact, take mine
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| Make wine out of all the bullshit that you hear through the grapevine
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| What you heard?
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| That my flame shines way bright?
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| Bitch, I be that shark swimmin' in the dark
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| Never bark, bitch, you know I bite
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| Each tooth like a steak knife
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| Put this bitch in park
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| Here’s the part when I spark up the blunt
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| The mark of the devil displayed on the front
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| Got a hunch you ain’t coming out until the daytime
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| Evil Knievel, bitch
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| I stunt like a fake spine
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| Bitch, I take mine
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| Souls and all I’m like a leech, bitch
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| The devil lay me down to sleep
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| My Chevrolet is gowned in sheep
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| Heading to hell, yeah the road is steep
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| If I had a soul, It was never mine to keep
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| (See I worship—)
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| Yung Plague, bitch
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| I was sent to preach
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| Fuck Πάτερ ἡμῶν ὁ ἐν τοῖς οὐρανοῖς
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| See I worship-
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| See I worship-
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship
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| Creepin' out the cut
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| This a cold-blooded killer
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| Not givin' a mother fuck, let me rep this shit
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| It’s the six digit, children of the corn
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| Call me Malachai, got the spiritual powers
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| I’m taking over this bitch
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| I got the scythe on my hand
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| Take a life in my hand
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| The devil came out the flame and gave me the master plan
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| Knuckin' and buckin' and servin' the fiends
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| Stackin' my money and countin' my greens
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| Black on these busters, I’m takin' they neck
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| As I creep in the middle of the night with my TEC
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| Don’t run your mouth, don’t disrespect
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| Because I’ll take a nigga’s life with a motherfuckin' quickness
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| Yea, you know who it be
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| It be the wicked one from the West Coast
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| Got a double barrel shotgun, point it at your chest
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| Drink a nigga’s blood
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| Then I eat a nigga’s flesh because you already know
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but bein' Godly ain’t my kind
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| (See I worship—)
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| Creepin' out the dungeon blowin' on that fuckin' indo
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| Blow a nigga’s brain, triple six my nigga you should know
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| See I worship-
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| See I worship-
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my ain’t my
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly, Godly
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| See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship, See I worship devil shit, therefore, them demons creep my mind
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| Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain’t my kind
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| See I worship |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song VIVIVI, artist - $uicideboy$. Album song KILL YOURSELF Part VII: The Fuck God Saga, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп