The race war, when it's us against all of them
Marvelous author in publications of satan
Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/
Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips
When it's all said and done
85. relative of satan,
In my mind i got these demons
Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
Well, i have a gram cupcake mix
I'm standing up, i'ma face my demons
Few clowns was hatin', moved my pounds to dayton
That they've sold their souls* to satan
Thoughts of bloody murder.
And i just want to hold her
That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one
Sensing sensations similar to satan/
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