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death (rapper) - possessed (nightime) lyrics

[verse 1]

guzzling goat blood
reanimating the dead
stalking the earth
with three 6’s on my forehead
demonic hellbound
studying witchcraft
visions of blood and meat
to crucify your b-tch -ss
police and preist
claim i’m possessed by the beast
rest in peace
i burn you to death with some hot grease
marked for death
because i was born to go to hell
i chop up your body to pieces
and send you home in the mail
eatin’ brains, smoking caine
my game’s raw
for christmas, instead of toys
my mama bought me a chainsaw
staring at the moon
meet me on the dark street
i sacrifice your life
at the sound of your hearbeat
ticking like a time-bomb
cuz death don’t la-le-gag
i stuff you in my suitcase
my muthafuckin’ body bag
murder’s my favorite game
and i just scored
addicted to a homicide
i’m possessed by the oujia board

[verse 2]

at twelve o’ clock midnight
i’ll be creepin’ calm
looking through your windows
like a muthafuckin’ peepin tom
rock-a-bye ho’s
shit’s getting hectic
you never thought you hear the devil rappin’ on a record
hell bells are raging
face the fire and brimstone
you thought your posse was back on you
but them niggas been gone
reserrected from the dark
crushin’ my opponents
i put some sugar on your heart
so it can taste like a doughnut
a teenage hellraiser
born to die
meaning of the look of pause a rattlesnake in the eye
but halloween’s my birthday
and i always celebrate
by k!lling 600 cops
and bringing out the yellow tape
the world wants my head on a platter
d-mn ’em
cuz i play like a truck though
and slam ’em
fighting for the darks out
with a shield and a sword
we’re living on the edge
i’m possessed by the oujia board

[verse 3]

you gamblin’ with death
you can’t escape me
you get murdered and hanged by your tongue
and every rap g
a drive-by homicide
your hood’s getting popped up
bl–dy body parts
like it’s gone leave the street drains stopped up
your soul is mine
i’m blowing you ho’s up
last week i was dead
but i rose up
i’m choppin’ ya toes up
dropping the dogs
escaping from reality
sometimes i’m bad, sometimes i’m mean
i got split personalities
petting my trantulas
plotting my next hit
more of a psycho than norman
harder than an erect d-ck
my straight jacket’s coming loose
yo, y’all better look out
before you get murdered
and barbequed at my cook out
cuz death’s a nympho
i’m losing my sanity
took the soul from the devil
and raped a b-tch like vanity
living like an animal
you darkness overlord
demons start screamin’
cuz i’m possessed by the oujia board

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