Suicidal Disciples Lyrics

[Verse 1: GHOSTEMANE]
f*ck everybody
I'm doing my thing
Don't nobody know me
I'm a young Cobain
f*ck everything
I'm going John Dee
Give up my life [?]
Everybody wanna piece of Young Crowley
But nobody really wanna work like me
Everybody gotta make it everybody's thing
Gotta be the very next big thing
I wish a motherf*cker would like pennies in a well
I don't need no f*cking gas 'cause I got cigarettes from hell
Bitch, I worship Horis
I don't mind what anyone will say
I'm like "K-R-double E-P" and I will be till my dying day

[Verse 2: Torchfvce]
Riding with motherf*ckers thats tearing ya block up
They shocked they breaking out the beretta you better f*cking duck (?) (?) take shots
Pop pop to ya dome and it don't stop
Creeping while you all alone at ya main spot
Lucifer at my dome bitch I'm red hot
Motherf*ckers acting hard but we know you not
Hog tied tight knots while you fail to watch
Scream motherf*cking (?)
Creep up on you with the Glock put you in a box
Ol' mark ass bitch (mark ass bitch)
Weak ass hoe (weak ass hoe)
Pull the trigger then I figured that nobody can handle screaming (?)
I'm praying to Satan waiting to end all these f*ck boys who hating
Slay them like pagans
Assassinate them not playing
Bitch this is Suicidal Disciples treat arrivals with rifles
Taking flames to the bible I gave my soul to the motherf*ckin' devil ah

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