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s god - dark light remix lyrics

[ verse 1: s god ]
crazy motherf-cker jack the ripper in the flesh
all you non believers know whats ’bout to come next
comin’ for my checks imma hit you with the tech
if there were any witnesses i come back for the rest
i’m on my 9/11 sh-t
that not going to heaven sh-t
that i’m a demon ’till i die yeah that’s my devil sh-t
blastin’ with the metal b-tch
k!llin’ for the h-ll of it
bathin’ in your blood just because i love the smell of it
things no one wants to say out loud i’m tellin’ it
tape full of blasphamy lil b-tch you know i’m sellin’ it
matter fact it’s free like me when i get charged with murder of the first degree every case i beat
b-tch please
when they see me they all flee
’cause all these f-ggots know it ain’t no f-ckin’ with the g
if they do they ‘gon bleed
get stabbed in the back like -ssasins creed
’till they ain’t able to breathe god d-mn

[ verse 2: s god ]
lookin’ at me wrong i lay your b-tch -ss down
your new adress is 6ft in the ground
king of h-ll b-tch for a while i’ve been crowned
ain’t n0body know you but they all know my sound
john wayne gacey on these motherf-ckers, should’ve been aborted as a baby lookin’ motherf-cker
imma put you in the sea with the navy motherf-cker, can’t f-ck with me cause i’m too d-mn wavy mother f-cker
aye
i don’t give a sh-t
decapitate a b-tch if she ain’t ‘gon suck my d-ck
i wanna go to h-ll go and through me in the pit
f-ck up on your b-tch imma suck up on her cl-t
then i kick the b-tch out i ain’t even know her name
all i need to know is if she’s good at givin’ brain
and i ain’t talkin’ intellegence
the b-tch is too irrelevant
i don’t want the b-tch if she wants to be celibate

[ verse 3: s god ]
why you wanna start sh-t boy you know i’m too holy
better watch your mouth don’t talk too boldly
i know you see my moves study them and watch closely
but no matter what you do you ‘gon look phoney
b-tch you know i’m off them xans yeah
put a picture off your courpse on the ‘gram yeah
you know i’m the man aye
i’m the shepard leader all you b-tches just some lambs yeah
f-ck being the plug i’m the socket got a pocket rocket and i’m not affraid to pop it stop it
what the f-ck you hatin’ on me for
i don’t play no games b-tch ain’t no g4
you know i got the stacks i could buy your whole life hoe
f-ckin’ with your b-tch but i won’t make her wife tho
cut you with a butcher’s knife for tryna f-ck with my dough
kilin’ motherf-ckers using nothing but my flow

[ verse 4: s god ]
one last verse ‘fore i ride off in the herse
beat your mom to death with her own d-mn purse
psychopathic thoughts
you know i got the sauce
you know that i’m the boss
when i’m speaking don’t talk lil b-tch
f-ck you gonna say?
king of my city b-tch i run sa don’t play with me ’cause i’m about to catch a f-ckin’ body
b-tch i want brain
like a f-ckin’ zombie
i’m on that micheal myres sh-t hit you with the fire if you dare wear a wire pull your t–th out with some pliers
middle finger to a cop middle finger to an op i hope you f-ckers overdose and go into some comatose
i’m the victim of insanity a plauge on humanity
i spit too much profanity and possess too much vanity
who self proclaims criminality
and insults christianity b-tch

- s god lyrics

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