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wicked sick productions - devilz nyte lyrics

(wicked sick productions)

[intro]
yeah you know who it is, lord infamous
the motherfucking scarecrow
futuristic rowdy bounty hunter
yeah, wicked sick productions
hoodklan, ratchet with a hatchet

(lil jack boy, manson, wicked sick)

(devil’s night, strife abaddon…)

[verse 1: lord infamous]
readin’ the satanic bible
loadin’ the twenty gauge up with the double aught bucks
snort me a molly and blastin’ the gun to intestines
you have to wear a shit bag you fuck
infamous (?) the cannibal animal
paint me a portrait from blood that you spill
scarecrow the terrible is makin’ pipes bust
and i will ram that b-tch up your -ss for real
double barrel gauge straight to bone marrow
send you in flight like a sparrow
explosive tips on bow and arrow
bore your meat in my ghetto
the devil whispers in my ear, tells me to do brutal shit
the only thing about it: i can not seem to resist

[verse 2: lil jack]
fuck you mean i ain’t real nigga?
ridin’ ’round with these real niggas
i got alotta niggas that’ll k!ll nigga
i’m on a half a pill with that steel nigga
my niggas steal niggas, they wanna play hard
but i say fuck the world, nigga stay high
pistol whip em till the bell’s broke
got the .40 cal, i ain’t never broke
bl–dy shovel, but we don’t stress hoe
gun smoke, plenty gun smoke
doctors they try to keep a monster youngster
k!ll up a bunch of b-tches, i’m a monster
butcher knife on a fucking rocket launcher
kick in the door, decapitate they mamas
mamas, brothers, sisters, and uncles
wicked sick, the devil’s sent me to haunt

[verse 3: valtiel]
everyday is halloween let’s darken up the scenery
it’s feeding me and eating me alive to let the demon breathe
writing for the winter full of wonder
captivating inner spirit here
to calculate the blood it spilt this summer
feeling the rush like a waterfall bodyparts
hell will be coming for each evil one of us
fueled the wick for the wicked heart spark
drop shocked lost to the cause
a door you can’t cross
the angel inside the electric chair locked in despair
watch but not stare blocking the glare
call to your god, offer a prayer
is someone there? demonic or christian
a daemon or mystic i can’t tell a difference
occult, esoteric you’re walking the limits
i haunt with the bark of black dog
on full moon i come visit

[verse 4: dosia demon]
i will welcome you to hell, on wicked sick devil’s night
with so many evil thoughts, my mind has never been right
it’s not time to trick or treat, so you better lock your door
as i walk up to your house i hope you’re prepared for war
you have taken your last breath
they won’t hear you when you scream
through the darkness, i’m in the wind
just another evil scheme
i’m still surrounded by redrum
i’ve never had to look that far
i don’t give a fuck about you
or who the fuck you think you are

[verse 5: scoot pimp]
mortuaries filled with victims
standing, crying on the phone
if you fuck with this right here
better leave that shit on the phone
turn you to casualty’s
bodies be scattering and leave ’em dismembered
that’s off of the dome
this for the people who thinking they k!lling
your shadow can get it i told you i’m gone
man i see them on the east side, see them on the west side
b-tches looking scared so they got play suicide
running again and i hopped over the gate
tripped his -ss up, barbed wires to the face
he fell on his stomach, i stomped on his back
pulled out my knife and then put that shit back
i don’t want to be the k!ller but the devil called me back

[verse 6: young thug]
c’est la nuit des morts-vivants
(?) de plus captivant
n’espère pas de survivants
on te lacére sur ton divan
tes soufflé (?) lentement
avec plusieurs rituels
on leur déchire les prunelles
ça peut nous suffire amplement
(?) (?) compliment
on se fout de vos opinions
on extrait vos deux poumons
pour les manger goulûment
réunion de désaxé sur
se docile track ténébreux
on met le feux et danse
autour d’un tas de corps carbonisé

[verse 7: lil prod]
lil p’z, le fantôme de l’opéra
sur le temple devilz nyte
saisie sur le mic je pose ma gale
dans cette ruche écarlate
comme un schizophrène égarer
j’appréhende dans la discretion
sans façon ni leçon juste la chanson
cherchant donc ma rémission
écoute dans la nuit
les voix venu de l’enfer
d’un fond de décibel
j’actionne le carousel
car je suis né chez
la clique mortelle
pas de conscience pathétique
au cour des quel tu deviendras
le miracle
je signe le testament
pour sortire tout en douce
du devilz nyte

[verse 8: c-rock]
wicked sickness tickin’
ten inch blades and you just gon’ witness
no longer limpin’, non-existent
c-rockafella in this b-tch, you got me pissed man
this is it man, you walkin’ away
ain’t no money in the rap game, bust the ak
robbin’ niggas in the night, the devil look in my face
should i shot him in the (?) through his bodie is layed
i’m crazy …
tell me what you gonna do when i’m murdering you?
blast … blood starts ooze
… to choose
cut out your tongue, pull out your nails
one by one till i pull out the drill
holes in your knee cap need to be filled
salt in your wound and your flesh i will peel
motherfucker i’m ill, motherfucker i’m ill

[verse 9: evil pimp]
watch how i get away from trick or treat
got the mask on my face for this halloween fright
stangin’ like b-mble bee, grimfully, humbly
come on the scene and i spoil your night
spiritually, visually, commence da brutally murder
cause nothin’ but hate in my heart
run through the wood but it does you no good
just like you in a movie your carnage as it start
you gone be my victim
mane, a victim of a deadly chrome
lights around your home go out
no dial tone come from yo phone
cut your core, swing with the sword
you’re paying a price you can’t avoid
make you grieving, punk-ss family
talk to your -ss through the ouija board

[verse 10: strife abaddon]
let the time tick, i got time
stick to my code, thoro
hold the base down
cuz we bout to stab out
make this skrilla overnight while the devil lookin’ down
this is devil’z nite, i get the javelin p-ssed to me
and launch it towards you b-st-rds
these hate-having, fake page making, evil-claiming
lying, switcheroo niggas bout to be hit
chiefin the indo
strifey creep through ya window
nigga, tone at you no exit out the shit
bragging til i had to just set you aside
it’s that beef that you wanting, well light a candle-stick
i will gladly release your ana
evisceration, spell my name with intestines
and blood gon’ be raining down like slayer
cast that body over hill

[verse 11: b-tite]
coming hard it’s all it costs
right through your hood with no regard
for anyone’s (life?) we’re fallen gods
and i am down to…
i do what i do to stay away from fucked up situation
my crew full of goons
and all we do is worship fucking satan
…. got a vest on his chest
he’ll better have a fucking vest
to stop the slugs from my tec
everyone knows i don’t fuck around
i ain’t playing wit’ you fuckin’ clowns
one-by-one you all fall down
… bodyparts…

[verse 12: seer the reaper]
yo! night time ride with the mask
and a trick-or-treat bag but i got no candy, nah
imma tell you once and for and all, if you try to talk shit
wash up where’s it’s sandy
devilz nyte b-tch and it’s time for the mission
my usher destruction to back up my ranting
sickest individual abide by the principles
the devil shyt deep down in my heart chanting
creepin’ out on devilz nyte
big fat blunt and a weapon concealed
three a.m, october thirty-first
and i try to find someone to k!ll, never heal
stabbing you up in the stomach
your blood get to gushing, and rushing out fast
exhuming yo whole fuckin’ body
demonic possession, eternal tormenting the last

[verse 13: z-$trike]
walking in the night, you’re all alone
i’ve got my eye on you
you hear a voice in the distance and you’re on the (?)
(i’m a k!ller)
to be up this late at night, it’s almost twelve a clock
(?) satan around the fucking glock
you see me jump out in front with a fucking gun
i shoot him twice in the head, got nowhere to run
until this day no one knows who did the k!lling
that’s no reason why at night you have a bad feeling

[verse 14: nightmare]
i created all this drama
fucking you up and causing you trauma
stole these limbs all up in my face
infected with demons and leaving no trace
murdered my own, cause i’m losing my soul
put your life in my hands, so i take control
end this dawn of this new life
sent to heaven, you pay the price
i am the end of this here evil
and in plain sight, i’m just too evil
committed a felon, and using the weapons
i’m slicing your head and leaving you dead
that’s what happens to your b-tch
won’t hesitate to k!ll a snitch
run and hide, so i can find you
that’s the game that i will play
and burn these bodies with no name
i stay possessed so i’m a demon
and with satan i pledge allegiance

[verse 15: lil loco, a.k.a locodunit]
nigga best not fuck with me, who you ‘posed to be?
got your hoe on me, got the dro in me, got the four on me
and i popped that son of b-tch easily
holding your b-tch for hostage
nigga better come, i his pockets
get down nigga or lay down
that’s when we treat that shit like lunch
punk -ss nigga i don’t play ’round
nigga better know i got ak rounds
spray ’round, no sound, lay ’em down
take a sip of crown (?) crime
talkin’ shit like i won’t gun ’em down
i ain’t finna fuck with you nigga
i’mma just pull the trigger
let my youngin’ get ya

[verse 16: hurricane]

[verse 17: young ep]
grosses me out b-tch panic
i’m ’bout to go satanic
it’s devil’s night and i’m fucking up everyone
nigga, it’s so fucking tragic
i’ll make these bustas disappear
fuck fast with automatics
the hook on the auto attack
fuck all the niggas with anna, cause static
i’m ripping your head and feeding it to starving gruesome
in the pit of my chambers
i guard ’em locked up in a cage
a victim of my anger
your life – in danger
throw your corpse on a meat hook
i’ll leaving you hanging, swinging back and forth
this shit got stranger
my lyrical sk!ll is of record breaking
i got your fucking machete shaking
i will cook your organs, and record up on camera
an evil nigga in the fucking making

[verse 18: razakel]
this ain’t the night he came home
this is the night she came home
all i wanna do is tear your flesh up
… get your guts, play with your bones
it’s carved in stone
i’m the wickedest b-tch sittin’ in the throne
murder on my mind all the time
can’t no other b-tch get in my zone
happy halloween
raz’ is here to make you suffer and bleed
i’ve got the garden of death
and i’m looking at you to be my new seed
take pride, don’t bleed
i’m the face of evil, the face of greed
don’t fight cause you gon’ fail
i will win, i will succeed

[verse 19: phrozt]
fuck phrozt

[verse 20: heaven]
на дне глубоко
подумай о другом
в этот хэллоуин
правит город бор
задаёт законы и правила свои
нету на письме
зло живёт внутри!
почувствуй его
ощути власть
горе, боль
смех или радость
оно велико!
имеет много лиц
от страха своего
пытаешься скрыться!

[verse 21: reb]
tonight is my favorite night
and i’m gonna do what’s right
stay awake cause i’m a monster
on this night i am the hunter
you are nothing but my fucking prey
and it is time to make you pay
i’m stalking you like a rape
better find your fucking fate
they haven’t caught me because i have no pattern
gonna take a knife and carve your head like a jack-o-lantern
better watch your sorry -ss cause i am the devil
if you can not tell, i am the fucking rebel

[verse 22: laser]

[verse 23: the bg]
man i’m comin’ with insanity
man i’m ’bout to fuck up wings
smoke dro, eyes low
it’s hotter runnin’ through my veins
ain’t no shame in my game
devil shyt gots me insane
k!ll a hoe and fuck a homie
make sure yo whole click know my name
my game, oh they tighter than a fox -ss
du bist so klein, man du p-sst in einen fruchtzwerg
schneide dich gemein klein, große stücke, fuck that
für opfer wie dich brauch man jede menge duct tape

[verse 24: ill v]

[verse 25: e-dirty]
walking through the k!lling fields…
(walking through the k!lling fields)
your nightmare is oh so real…
(your nightmare is oh so real)
the torture night has just begun…
(torture night has just begun)
the devil’s pissed and here he comes..
(the devil’s pissed and here he comes)
the possession is real and yo soul is fake
all of this hatred, you will intake
pain and delusion are filling your heart
i will put you to death and i read ’bout his mind
blood with shed at the cost of your life
i’ll murder your kids, and i’ll slaughter your wife
cut off your limbs and i’m fucking the corpse
that’s a everyday thing, no regrets, no remorse

[verse 26: menace, a.k.a fatal thirteen]
annihilate the victim, dominate your fate
bodies turn cold from the hand of disembrace
k!ll-face on the murderer, you can run and hide
stalkin’ like i’m michael, i’mma walk and take my time
never gonna rest ’til i put you in your grave
put the knife into your chest, blood drippin’ from the blade
sacrifice the fallen, homicide is all i know
i hear the voices callin’ when i send ’em down below

[verse 27: moneymaxxx]
die unterwelt kommt wieder mal zusammen
auf ein posse-track hörst du immer meinen namen
denn der moneymaxxx malt das pentagramm
an die wand und er zündet die kerzen an
denn die leute sie verschwinden an helloween
unterschreiben bei dem teufel so wie menowin
in der nacht kommt der h-ss und er packt dich beim schopf
in dein mund kommt der lauf und du schmeckst meine glock!
polizei (?) diese mutterficker renn’ in meine wohnung
ich muss sie noch bisschen foltern
danach muss ich sie belohnen
meine brüder wollen die knochen, machen fiese rituale
man die kürbisse, sie brennen, leben wie ein kannibale
und ich esse dein fleisch und ich esse dein herz
und mit deinen kleinen finger schreibe ich dann diesen vers
die dämonen kommen aus der dunkelheit und packen dich
ich kann sie leider nur beschwören wenn die nacht anbricht

[verse 28: yung trigg]

[verse 29: lady k]

[verse 30: mykie kara g’z]

[verse 31: drastic]
serial k!ller cold, bodies buried, ditches full
jack on a bang, i’m daring you all
(?) pull the trigger, don’t tempt me
i’ll take you out like john kennedy
take you out the picture with the
…
under your skin, what’s inside? oh yes
gotta be
put you to sleep like poppy seeds
that’s for (?) fuckin’ dummies
who think they can touch me

[verse 32: mr. sinista]
mr. sinista, call me the minister
cause to me all of you hoes shall repent
never…
make sure that you will reside in a ditch
the k!lla within it would destroy the enemy
…the six double six
from the look in your eyes
i can tell that are not prepared
…

[verse 33: lex talionis]
days are gettin’ shorter, nights are gettin’ colder
sun is settin’ sooner than it has been for the last few months
and i’m just bettin’ these dying leafs upon these trees
will help me build the perfect fire
tell me like ways to destroy human race
all survivors will become part my new empire
wanna watch the world burn down
as i’m on the top of my throne as the king of these ashes
but i gotta start from the bottom
so i’m walkin’ around with gasoline and these matches
by the time that i’m finished
i wanna trigger the war between hell and heaven
so you better open your ears and listen for trumpets
cause i’m sounding all seven

[verse 34: da menace]

[verse 35: dopey g]

[verse 36: doc west]
doc west comin’ with the evil flow
(?) california, the 3-1-0
shoot ’em with the ruger or the six
shoot ’em …

[verse 37: devo]

[verse 38: murda clown]
keiner deiner leute versteht unsere bedeutung
zeig mir mal dein records, kommt mir vor wie eine boy-group
murda’ clown bleibt immer k!ller, wird nicht zur enttäuschung
frag nicht wer ich bin, ich bin aus jedem eine kreuzung
alle deine worte werden nicht wahrgenommen, denn
wie ich schmerzen (?) kenn’ ist die westliche welt
von kameras übersät, ich bin nicht weiter existent
nur noch potenzieller verbrecher (zwei)
polizeireviere die mich ständig anvisieren
wollen sich wieder mal amüsieren
doch die … ihre straße ein
ihre zeit ist vorbei, dieser pein wird verteilt
dennoch zeig mir das leid: ich bin high aber nicht frei
auf dieser erde, deshalb nutz’ ich halloween
als tag der propaganda, wir befinden uns im krieg
zieh die maske über, schieß auf die politik
denn für sie ist das alles nur ein spiel auf sieg

[verse 39: shadow]

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