X4
When i die bitch you know I'm goin to hell

Took the words of a masochist with my mistress I'll massacre bitches on the front the front lines of my lyrical trenches motherfuckers be tripping on my empirical measurements
Measure em killin em bitch you can't make no fuckin deal wit em
Deal with em kill with em, then turn on them, spill they blood and then reveal to em, that ya not to be fucked with, ya dig damn right bitch
Now you know I'm not to be fucked with, try ya luck with it
Get fucked over, fuckin poser
The latency of violence makes the greatest impressions
Just like I'm showing up on Sunday with some brand new confessions
A fuckin session
With the holy father up above
He kills every human being yet he's brimming with love
Man that's sus