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ghostmx - kill the priest! remix (feat. leontharchitect) lyrics

intro
pentagram on the floor holy water in my veins
lock down to the floor with some f+cking chains
k!ll the priest
k!ll the priest (yuh)
k!ll the priest
k!ll the (aye)

(hook)

pentagram on the floor holy water in my veins
lock down to the floor with some f+cking chains
k!ll the priest
k!ll the priest (yuh)
k!ll the priest
k!ll the (aye, yuh)

(verse 1)

satan in my ear and he saying f+ck em all
first imma f+ck em all, then f+ck it we ball
i don’t what she be sayin
(b+tch) she know i’m not playing
got a p+ssy boy praying
please do not snap start praying
you don’t know me, why can’t you see?
that your hoes be, be so lonely
suck on that d+ck like a plum
b+tches make me so numb
they murder hearts for fun
wait till one grab a gun
then sh+t go crazy, stupid mother f+cker so lazy
stuck in a world like a maze be, cause im so f+cking crazy
tell why they dont love me?
i guess thats how life be
one moment then your heart bleed
k!ll that p+ssy assasin creed (yuh)
(hook)

pentagram on the floor holy water in my veins
lock down to the floor with some f+cking chains
k!ll the priest
k!ll the priest (yuh)
k!ll the priest
k!ll the (aye, yuh)

(leontharchitect)

can not love on no b+tch gotta cold heart imma f+cking switch
im toxic as f+ck stay outta my sh+t
imma do me we don’t play around you laid in a ditch
i don’t got bands but soon imma be rich
i look h+lla formed i swear im a glitch
i f+ck with the stealth my blade always pitched
day after day imma be dead always say that it is but its not in my head
i really hate the police f+ck every fed ftp nation
pull up w that ray gun b+tch die from radiation
toxic wave in this b+tch
pull up like an invasion
we different (huh)
we ignorant (ooh)
go out one way or another we in a predicament “you’re so cute”
b+tch got me bent popping these xans n+gga they script not no fent
kannot f+ck with no n+ggas they all fake hold up i may need to vent
(what!)
(verse 2)

k!ll yo sh+t, you ain’t running sh+t
you be hitting l!cks, oh my god pack it up then flip
why you on my d+ck, talking sh+t, you gon catch a blip
you a lil p+ssy in my crib, yo b+tch suck my d+ck
why these politicians go so crazy with a f+cking disease
been living with it for years now i’m never saying please
everybody around flip they sh+t whenever somebody sneeze
and the president ain’t do nothing except first lady get on her knees
everybody turn around nun gon snitch
line with the death like flip, like switch
with no limbs put the body in the ditch
burn down the corpse like match, like lynch
k!ll the priest he is f+cking lonely
blow out the smoke as it twists slowly
he has to promise that he’s holy
toxic b+tch, with the homies

- ghostmx lyrics

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