Part Three: No. 52 Air, If God Be For Us (Handel)

歌詞

We are all children of god Here comes another one He here comes another one Demons die D d demons die I'm a god damn killer Gimme me my list I got this sick vision in my head I grip a axe in my fist D demons die Every time I trip n squeeze the life out of a haters neck I got anger in my blood all pumpin through my chest Gimme the weapons and a blessin as my anger manifest I'm a monster worse than a public official with no conscience outta control you can't stop us What nope not eva givin a fuck I call sleepin with a dead bitch bleedin livin it up Hell naw but I gets raw with wut I mus WA WAR OF THE WORLD My axe turn you into dust Give it up to the west side wicked all day We get it done The only begotten sons don't play I'm a ryda And if you mutha fuckas lookin to survive Change your life act right and get cannanized I move smooth with the stealth of a stalker Cept the 40 sounded like a suicide bomber I bomb on ya the life force of karma Be forcin my decision to get wicked and call slaugter My enimies The devil ain't no freind to me My axe burns with the light of my destiny I'm blessed to see Blood on the river Souls I deliver Bitch I'm a god damn killer [Chorus] Fuck the way in your brains Takin my ginsu in your fuckin membrane Is that for pain I let it rain on a mutha fuckin bitch And then I slain So say my fuckin name in vane BONEZ DUBB They call me that cause I'm ready for my fate My wicked memories remind me of the hate Not that I regulate I rep the A X E Slammin the blade up in your head But I'm on the hunt for police Gonna take one SHOT Gonna hit the POT Gonna fuck the COPS Gonna watch them DROP