Verse 1:

Word spread in the land about the legend of bad belle. Not the jude abaga track
Messing with a similar message, show em that demons don't always have horns and dress in that devil prada black
Everywhere they go, they always remember to carry hate, contempt, jealousy and envy when they start to pack. Fuck boy starter pack
You can feel your body pierced by the evil eyes
Stay strong n***a, tell your tears that they need to dry
Never let em win, be the guy who became aggressive and claimed his blessing
Get fierce, never be denied
Lesson
Observe those who never clap
When you winning, they wait for your loss and hope to get a laugh..
..out of it. The crowd is lit. Don't you let em crack..
.. jokes you better catch..
.. fire, combust and flame up..
.. and fuck the game up
Too many dickheads and many people that sucked and came up
They shining but they nothing the second you cut the chain off
I arrive in a natural glow..
..and I bask in the glory..
..of hashing out shit that's different from the trash that you know
I'm passionate, i'm passing it down to you fools when I spit. You catching the cold
I'm way too ill. Dude saying i'll see no cash in this though..
.. and i'm snatching his doe
My talent give em green skin like the mask and then hearts blacker than crows
They masking em. Hunting season I trap and expose..
..the rats and the foes..
..who see my drive in this and lowkey hope I crash and explode
Danny Gomez:

I don't feel your threats or your despise
Too oblivious to evil eyes
Or your bad belle

No you Devils won't phase me can't touch me
Fire burn too holy keep soul clean from your bad belle
From your bad belle
Please keep it moving with your bad belle





Verse 2:

You see a man on the rise, help the devil plan his demise
You couldn't take off if you were put in a canon the size of your jealousy. You could be employed to run an airline and oversee an airport.. and still wouldn't manage to fly
Can you not stare, my fumes..
..cover your vision and I do not care for rules
I'm defying em, flying in my hot air balloon..
..with rocket propellers and I might drop near the moon

How many would lift you if you fell
Did you really think everybody that kissed you wished you well?
They getting paid in silver, you getting paid in regret
Beat yourself up until your fist will swell. Disappointment can become a blessing then you realise that you dodged a bullet but you pistol whipped yourself
Now Judas Iscariot..
.. got a pimped out bugatti chariot..
..and all the wenches like oh boy, you gotta marry us
How does evil succeed?

Danny Gomez:

And it won't succeed against me
Day I was born yes I was ready. Tools keep me safe ain't talking about guns spitting holy fire you better run
Run run run from me keep your eyes to yourself better run from me. Better run from me
Cos no weapon formed against me shall prosper