Sarcophagus

Run your mouth, bitch, run your mouth

Welcome to the devil's place

Burnin' in eternal flames is where your body finna lay

Baker with the double Glock, he scream he'll break your fuckin' face

Triple sixes what we chantin' while we tearin' up the place

Run yo mouth, bitch run yo mouth

What the fuck you talkin' 'bout?

If you talkin' all that shit then let me see what you about

G59 in that motherfuckin place

$uicideBoy$ and Ramirez takin' over this bitch, mane

Anna got me clickin' tripping ripping on my fuckin Tec

If a buster run his mouth and then I'm aimin' at his chest

Resurrected from the dead

Noob Saibot

Hit him with a fatal shot

Rip his heart and rip it off

**** till a fuckin' gutless

See the fuckin' black abyss

Stare into the fuckin' shadows and begin to worship the six

Talkin' to my demons inside of my fuckin' head

Lookin' for the fuckin' bloodshed

Murderous is what they said

Point me a tome right dead at your dome, fool

Point me a tome right dead at your dome, fool

Point me a tome right dead at your dome, fool

Point me a, point me a, point me a, point me a

Point me a tome right dead at your dome, fool

Point me a tome right dead at your dome, fool

Point me a tome right, point me a tome right

They recognize the Grey is twisted up with the six

Keepin' the shit too thick

The scarecrow without a stitch

Gotta lay it down to drop a buster or sucker

Hail Satan, motherfuckers

Keep the meanin' undercover

Snatch a purse from your mother

Put a bullet in your brother

Ain't another motherfucker make you suffer like I suffer, ho

Fifty nine ways to murder all in one day

The suicide craze will have you goin' insane

Stillness broken by reply and still they be wondering why

I'm constantly gettin' high and tryna just end my life

With a swipe of a rusty blade with slick engraved

Tombstone without a name

I'm just another slave

Motherfuckers wanna talk shit

Bark all you want

Bitch, I know you see a shark fins creepin' in the darkness

Now you nothing but an armless carcass

Bugs start to harvest

This was your fate regardless

Targets think I'm harmless but they end up on my carpet

Threads turn to scarlet and so begins the carnage

Find 'em in the garbage, carvin' in my name

I gotta say it's fuckin tarnished

Pull up with the motherfuckin' roof gone

Been too long

Wrote a blues song like Toussaint after Lucifer bought my soul

Blood spillin' out my head like it was dark Dom Pérignon

Long money in my palm

Calm as the fuckin' storm before the crack of fuckin' dawn

Point me a tome right