$crim - VIVIVI lyrics

[Verse 1: $witchblade $crim] See I worship devil sh** therefore them demons creep my mind Lucifer keep speaking to me, triple six up on my time Paranoid anxiety, prescriptions always fill my mouth f** boys keep on trying me Now I'm bringing Satan out Candle lit séances and black witches Them demons come and posses me now Devil laughs and black ski masks I'm hearing footsteps through my house Got that redrum in my mind That murder, murder till they dead AK-47 co*ked and ready, filled to the top with lead You can see it in my eyes when that devil sh** takes over me No remorse, them d** I snort got falling angels controlling me Now I'm thinking suicide, who am I done sold my soul just for a hit See I worship, see I worship... [Verse 2: Yung Plague] It's the *59 suicidal great white cruising a tidal wave on a late night Lake-like white boy, yah Refusing to loosen the noose b**h, I'm losing my mind cause you losers choosing to abuse what I say in my lines You need to get a life, matter act take mine Make wine out of all the bullsh** that you hear through the grape vine What you heard? That my flame shines way bright? b**h, I be that shark swimming in the dark Never bark, b**h you know I bite Each tooth like a steak knife Put this b**h in park Here's the part when I spark up the blunt The mark of the devil displayed on the front Got a hunch you ain't coming out until the daytime Evil Knievel, b**h I stunt like a fake spine b**h, I take mine Souls and all I'm like a leech, b**h The devil lay me down to sleep My Chevrolet is gowned in sheep Heading to hell, yeah the road is steep If I had a soul, It was never mind to keep Yung Plague, b**h I was sent to preach f** Πάτερ ἡμῶν ὁ ἐν τοῖς οὐρανοῖς [Verse 3: RVMIRXZ] Creeping out the cut This a cold blooded k**er Not giving a mother f**, let me rep this sh** It's the six digit, children of the corn Call me Maliki, got the spiritual vows I'm taking over this b**h I got the scythe on my hand Take a life in my hand The devil came out the flame and gave me the master plan Knucking and bucking and serving the fiends Counting my money and stacking my greens Black on me ??? as I'm taking they neck As I creep in the middle of the night with my Tec Don't run your mouth, don't disrespect Because I'll take a n***a's life with a mother f**ing quickness Yea, you know who I be Be the Wicca ??? from the West Coast Got a red shot gun, point it at your chest See a n***a's blood, then I hit a n***a flesh because you already know See I worship devil sh** therefore them demons creep my mind Angels try to speak to me but being Godly ain't my kind Creeping out the ??? blowing on that f**ing indo Blow a n***a's brain, triple six my n***a you should know