I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell
And maybe like your raps, worn-out from the heat of hell
What a disgrace and these niggas say that i'll go to hell,
I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well
One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole
I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul
Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home
You can swallow your words like a full load to the dome
Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well
Okay gay go to hell they will appreciate your rap and treat you well in the hell
My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw
You were from a place where people swallow their sorrow
Im an undertaker, grave digger, and reaper
Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature
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