Budd Dwyer - Dolemite lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Plague] Fanning the flames to the third degree What you heard? *59 Grey as concrete Slamming a f** boy's face in the curb Now he see what I mean when I say I beat the p**y b**h I got a f**ing pentagram displayed on my hoodie Spit 666 Cramming the gar with some good weed Light up the blunt I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be Oddy Nuff been up for centuries Probably should sleep All part of God's plan Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land Three shovels in the dirt Six unmarked graves Result of the blade Got a noose round my neck as I rest in the shade As I fade away the devil is pulling my leg [Verse 2: Lil' Famine] I, crawling up in the streets I lay my head in ditches I, rolling a swisher sweet with codeine in the kitchen You, never gone f** with me my level's to exquisite You, just a snitch I know you pillow talk with b**hes Me, love to creep the night with murder in my sight Me, love to ease the knife inside a pussies life I'm, just a psycho with a f**ed up life co*k that b**h one time and then I take my f**ing life [Verse 3: RVMIRXZ] I need a b**h to worship the devil with me Talk to my demons and bring murder sprees Creep through the dark As we howl to the moon Ending a life and the souls I consume Codeine in my blunt Twisting it up f**ing the devils and s*uts Slits to my wrist and i'm ending my life co*king my gat and i'm ending it twice Dancing in a pentagram Thinking bout my evil ways Listen to the mind of a psycho mane 2-11 187 break yoself or go to heaven I don't give a f** cus it's all the same Blood running down my face Murder was the case Slick motherf**er leaving no trace Quiet, Nimble, 6 is the symbol Welcome to the place where the wicked ones stay