Lyrics

[Intro] As we walk through The Valley of the Shadow of Death We will fear no evil The bible blickey, is real lethal Its not just one, its many The Demon Killer Gang, We get busy [Verse] I'm the Devil's biggest opp Slide down and spin his block I don't made it here so far I can't look back I'm [?] lock Lucifer got kicked up outta heaven took his spot Can't remember lyrics to my own songs, i make a lot Walk in church, I'm worshipping, hands up like 12 o'clock Yeah, Demon Killer Gang, ahhhh alright alright Demon Killer gang advancements up, go buy a stock Im the colonel in the fields, so these demons getting popped. (yeah) Bartender caught, give the devil 10 shots Yeah, I'm finna get veneers so my teeth shine like my soul do Like that restaurant, the Devil ain't scary, he ain't got no boo Yeah, eat my daily bread, caught the ides like its soul food See the demon, put em in a box, just like its tofu Fruits of the spirit in my basket it ain't- Fruits of the spirit in my basket this ain't whole foods Aye project, im tryna drop a album send me 6 beats Pull up on the devil, mask on, we hittin licks' B Circle like a hole in the ground, cause we 6 deep God built my foundation tough, im where the bricks be Stoppin on the devil head today, thats where my kicks be It ain't safe with these demons i got my angels with me My white friends wrestle demons too, I got Kurt Angle with me Yeah, alright, can you hear me? I got angels all around my crib dont get near me I got demons shakin in they boots, i know they fear me Spank the Devil, made him say sorry, he lookin teary Yeah my bible getting bigger- alright, alright My bible gettin bigger, pump it up feel like tahiri 5 spirits [?} i feel like Chief Keef Racin on the road with my lord, tell em beep beep Devil said he ain't met his match, he can meet me Hit the devil with the street sweeper, im a clean sweep I Hit up Josh for the holy water now cause he my plug He made the price half off, we locked in he showed me love Like a stupid fisherman, on this beat it ain't got no hook Yeah, pass the word out, Magic Johnson that's a no look Yeah the old me is gone, i can't remember like the notebook We're on different pages... nah hold on We on different pages, nah that's cap you ain't got no book (Yeah, should i keep go- alright, alright.) Yeah, we some real legends Steady stompin on the devil head like I'm rick pressing Walk in church i got my hands up just like I'm bench pressin Off-White shoes turnin black cause i've been steppin Wait a minuet, i think i heard something at the door Nevermind, that's just my angels what they yellin for? They said, "Kai, you really goated in them streets, thats what they tellin folk" They been trying to take my flow And make a song but its taken I'm the real Demon Killer, everybody know you fakin (Ending) Yeah, alright, stop playin with me man,. You can take the flow but you not gang. C'mon man, Demon Killer Gang, the real Demon Killer Gang, please stand up