[Hook 2X: Bobby Gritz]
You like the darkness you like the sickness/
You like it when I spit that 666 sh**
I know you like it when I talk about the devil/
Dizzy Deuce & Bobby Gritz we are 2 motherf**in' rebels
[Verse 1: Dizzy Deuce]
Sittin' in my room with a gun to my head/
Drinkin', poppin' pills & there's a hooker on my bed
Steady contemplating should I even take my life/
Or do it nice & slow with a razor or a knife
I don't even know why I wanna k** myself/
Oh yeah that's right I don't wanna k** anybody else
Wait a minute why the f** am I being so nice/
I should just turn around & take the hookers life
Turn around baby let me eat it from the back/
From under the bed I grab a baseball bat
Bash her f**in' head in & watch her die/
I don't think she'll mind if I cum inside
Bust a couple nuts now I'm lookin' around/
There's blood everywhere from the ceiling to the ground
I really don't know what to do now/
If this was a house I'd burn this f**er down
But f** it I'mma chop her a** in to pieces/
Ride around the country avoiding polices
Dump a body part in every other city/
From New York to Crescent City
Stop by the Bama & get my n***a Gritz/
Along with Psycho & Diamond the 6Kness click
4 motherf**ers that will k** at will/
& don't trust the oral contraceptive pill
[Hook 2X: Bobby Gritz]
You like the darkness you like the sickness/
You like it when I spit that 666 sh**
I know you like it when I talk about the devil/
Dizzy Deuce & Bobby Gritz we are 2 motherf**in' rebels
[Verse 2: Dizzy Deuce]
Made it out to Cali & got rid of the body/
Now we tryna chill & f** a couple of hotties
I see a couple skanks they approaching the whip/
Lookin' dehydrated they wanna get it in
Diamond talkin' to the skanks that gon' meet us at the crib/
Hopefully we ain't gonna have another repeat of the sh**
A knock on the door 4 big tittie b**hes/
They wanna get it in with all 36 inches
I ain't got time to explain that algorithm/
But they all said they into sadomasochism
Ecstasy & Caribou she's fired up/
Time to take her to the room & tie her up
She like gettin' hit with the whip she like gettin' hit with the co*k/
Shorty told me to give her the fist so the b**h got rocked
Now she's screamin' & cryin' yellin' un-tie me/
You must be wildin' tonight you're dyin'
Ya have no idea what ya got into/
f**in' with 4 n***as that each got issues
She lookin' at me like I'm crazy/
When I said I love you baby
What you think baby girl it's a joke/
So I kissed her on the lips then slit her throat
[Hook 2X: Bobby Gritz]
You like the darkness you like the sickness/
You like it when I spit that 666 sh**
I know you like it when I talk about the devil/
Dizzy Deuce & Bobby Gritz we are 2 motherf**in' rebels