Welcome to the temple of the dead
Bullet fully flying past your head
My heart is black it's no longer red
Suicide I died right in my f**king bed
Pentagram with the double dragon
Hanging low and my pants are sagging
Glock in pants, i'll have a b*t*h gasping
You talk that sh*t, gone see what happen
N***a talk they tryna be a critic
Talk that sh*t they gone be a spirit
Talent-less pricks focused on being cynic
One shot to the dome gonna skip the clinic
Bully huntin', n***as gruntin'
Me and my demons never mother f**king frontin'
Got a n***a bleeding out, his head is gushing
Pu**y n***a thought i was bluffin'
Phone is buzzing, his skull is busting
I ain't stopping to his whole sh*t disgusting
Beat him to he blue and red until the cops show
Then i'm mother f**king running
Yeah, b*t*h, yeah, yeah, aye, yeah
F**K WHAT YOU HEARD N***A
MEET ME OUTSIDE
F**K WHAT YOU HEARD B*T*H
CATCH ME OUTSIDE
HOW BOW DAT?