Crucified - Daemon lyrics

Murder anybody who thinkin they get away I put a shotty in there face and I'm makin them feel the pain then I celebrate the way that I put em up in a grave I k** it wicked when I hit it the Crucified did it mane when I fill it with the venom and run up I do to k** em get the money out the wallet and stomp out the f**in brain who the f** don't wanna get it? I wanted to get the money if I got to go and take it I make em' I do my thing when a s**a wanna run up in talkin about the struggling the bottom of the barrel I bury them for the fame if they feelin really vane I'ma get up in the brain just because I'm incredible Crucified'll be the name when I put up that bane finna get up in that thing finna get all of this for your brain better get it down the lane fillin your utensils with the track on my brain k**er made of flame definition of paint hrough the club im gone round em like we the game lyrical coffin of many different motherf**ers cause its too fizzy but there too much when I serve em up like a burger like crucified the k**er mayne feel the way I send em to anyone If anybody want it let me spit it leave em haunted When I k** it imma fold it Crucified you know im chronic