Lyrics

Triple the H Triple the pay im not in your pedigree Break out the cage I'm an assassin hiding my weaponry Summon a hoe Succubi coming she fuck with my destiny We load the boat Shipping em out we stacking the treasury Turn you to soup Cheffing it up g.o.a.t in the stew (Cooking it up) Don't got a clue I ain't see nothing Getting my blues (Stacking it up) All of my soldiers Spawning the goons Turn em to gooks (Not giving a fuck) Call me the jester Catching me laughing But I ain't a fool Imp to a demon so we be the reason That you will be wanting to pray Hunter be hunted we stomping you out we turning you into paste Better be wise, dead or alive, we making your money decay We flaying your mind away Salute you must obey We getting the hate again Put up with this my whole life I can handle it Remember the pain again Pulling my strings and I feel like a mandalin The devil became friend Sent me to hell and I be the new president Bringing the pestilence im imminent your world will come to an end We don't got no grace no more Heresy i adore We don't need no fate no more Down the to the void we go From the deep I feel it creep Here I make the law Bout to lacerate my soul Selling it all for gold Got the piece want no peace kill our enemies Make them see, make them bleed that's the remedy I'm a lich, need a witch, doing alchemy Spawn from hell, can't you tell, don't you fuck with me Imp to a demon so we be the reason That you will be wanting to pray Hunter be hunted we stomping you out we turning you into paste Better be wise, dead or alive, we making your money decay We flaying your mind away Salute you must obey
Writer(s): Ricky Do Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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