Hallows Evil Posse

Lyrics

[Intro: Samantha Espinoza] Broken Halo Entertainment Glock Mane [Chorus: Glock Mane] Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the... [Verse 1: Glock Mane] Creeping from the motherfucking dungeons to the commons Put this in your motherfucking brain when I'm walking through your hood to make a sting On a buster, leave him laying, let that bitch burn up in flames Talk, I hit it Creeping through the motherfucking dungeons man Going insane on evil genes Motherfucker hit if they get down with the motherfucker evil frown I'm creeping from the, fuck with them, this motherfucking devil shit is tortured man I put you bitches in the dungeon, chop you up and eat your skin [Strofa 2: Dvagoh (Italiano: 0:54 - 1:22)] Arriva lo Scorpione in carica, pronto per la stang, mane Allineato a Plutone, dio del lusso e degli Inferni Pronto a rifare il Flegetonte, ma non solo coi violenti Quando mi pare egemòne, torno e me ne fotto degli accenti Anche di cosa hai detto, con un gesto farvi stare sugli attenti Custard perché è dolci sonni ma con Freddy Costantino: croci al contrario le prendo come segni Come un lancio di Chigurh, che dipendi da un penny Ormai sei circondato, guidano Manson, Scarecrow Mille killer sopra il pezzo che ti ascolti intero Perché c'ho metodi che ti tengono come Clockwork, fermo Poi quando esce dalla kut Glockmane, peggio Vi fotto ogni piano come opporre un veto Su come fenici ed è porpora il velo Umiliarvi peggio delle Forche scemo Quando risorgerò in terra con la Broken Halo [Verse 3: Abyss] Glock Mane and Chuckklez done told me it's time for another one Back on some Devil Shyt I'm 'bout to fuck it up Broken Halo overhead, horns are coming up Patch it in and on my back is the double-pump All these voices in my head got me clicking Not getting enough out of robbing and stealing Time to hit the streets and find me a victim And then get to cooking him up in my kitchen Halloween night and I woke up with Henna all over my head and I must get it off My nine wasn't planning on hurting you homie You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time Hearing you pray once the screaming, the crying, the choking, the silent is making me laugh Abyss is a true Luciferior lyricist Step if you want, but know that I might blast [Verse 4: Idylll (English: 1:50-2:17)] For about 200 years, I have encircled territory With the thickest possible line of salt that will stop the Diabolus, paranoid And I'm constantly watching my consciousness tearing apart, I've been staring right through the void And so I mark on a shard of the sharpest obsidian, sigils, insignias, conjuring As I wish to rekindle the obelisk, stir it from its slumber and finish this offering Incendental that I was essential to Godliness So take me How would I know 'bout the evil I made, I'm begotten and pale, I betrayed me I could've gone for the steeple and gate, but our God is a frail, inhumane king I'm dangling from the fangs of the great beast, and if I pray, I will not be answered Blackened soul is back to fading Ancient waves that forming wicked flows Satan take me for abyssal woes Devil Shyt is coursing in my soul Blessed is the fourth dimension ghosts [Chorus: Glock Mane] Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the... [Verso 5: El Inkisidor (Español: 2:30-2:57)] [???] [Verse 6: DJ Str8jvcket] Aye, got a bag, we live for the funk Got a black Mossberg and the pump Known to be the goof of crazy victims Stick a blade and rabies, safety pins for the stumps Devil Shyt go through my mind every day Mind so forsaken they cannot be safe So, I be clicking and licking and ripping them hoes with their fingertips right in my face The devil is near you, fucking with no bitch, you better be careful I know what you fear fool Throw shit, no temper trips under that Red Bull Rip 'em, I see that way as the killing Kept venomous spilling, a wicked foe's visit I sniffing coke venom, my deadly shit meet ya And drop you damn hoes in that mu'fucking river [Verse 7: Swoop] I'm coming for Jesus, the murderous season Now give me a reason to pull up and bleed 'em I'm fiending to leave 'em on crosses for treason Unholy forever, a fool never need 'em I'm running with killers and all of 'em realer Than any religion cuz that is the villain They souls are missing, uninviting the feeling To burn 'em with acid and make 'em a million I wonder where preachers would be Asking Jesus for riches and children to suck on they penis And if they upset they weren't fully erect And I torture my last one, consume and I jizz 'em Machomo is nothing but food for a maggot Habit of slaughtering, habit I oughta I gotta avenge all the sons and the daughters I do what I wanna, they see none about it Children are crying and stuck in the worst Praying in the church and got church on a hearse I climb out the dirt, show 'em my work Murder the priest and they free from the curse Now I'm just a slave for the devil screaming cash (Roll) Every night I bend 'em over, fuck 'em in his asshole Four for the things that I seen and I don't believe I make 'em cry cuz I'm the god of the obscene [Chorus: Glock Mane] Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the... [Verse 8: Xander Cage] It's like that you think that I'm bringing out nines I'm coming out swinging, I'm killing your guys Put one in the taper and one in his side He bleeding, he leaking, I love what I'm seeing These voices are screaming I'm coming for Jesus So, what are the chances is that you're going to heaven You stupid little bastard, I'm killing all passengers Straight pouring the gases and lighting the matches I'm burning your churches and do it by masses I stand there and giggle, awe, fuck it, I'm laughing I made that shit happen, I'm coming in two And post it online, it got millions of views They waiting and watching and plotting they moves They think they gon' get me, but what else is new? I'm hanging myself up on top of the roof And telling the devil I'm seeing 'em soon [Verse 9: Chuckklez] Devil Shyt still runs in my veins And keeps me possessed with no restraints Leaving me to roam with all these voices in my brain Fucking telling me to kill and go insane Causing a [perfecki?] upon these pussy little hoes Tryna step inside of my way until my evil shows Drop 'em all like dominoes, one body at a time Leave 'em drowning in their blood and now their souls is mine I could give a fuck, plus I offend you and your god Y'all don't mean a god damn thing to me cuz your existence is all a fraud So, I'ma do the devils work and have you burning to the ground With the rest of your Sunday service to turn my frown right upside down Cold-blooded like a psycho bitch who was created on some other shit That Mister Crowley summoned up to drag you all into Satan's pit Where the screamings of the devil awaits your presence as you die There ain't no fucking coming back, you niggas are only gonna die If you dare to try to cross me best believe you won't survive So, I suggest you count your blessings and close your eyes Cuz I'm taking this sickness into maximum overdrive Where your death with excruciating, nobody's gonna hear your cries... [Chorus: Glock Mane] Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the... [Verse 10: Vice Gripp] I pick up the corpse, I'm coming West It's my Madonna Thinking that I'ma drop her off in the Amazon waters After my jungles are rabid pirañas Spin the block where your kids stay Let the clips rain, bitch, yay I've been an animal since fifth grade Throwing grips rage Give the Chicago cuck three-hundred with double-buck Fifties for your switch-blade Open your mouth, a fatal mistake If Jews are evil, let me prove you factually incorrect Upside down cross, drop you like Adidas fracturing your neck Bet you won't want this war Met your children's mom's a whore Dig them kids a shallow grave East or South, West or North They ain't never gon' be found Russian-made AK's they hold me down Israeli Uzi spray how I'm going out Overturned your throne, watch as I quickly roast The life of Pablo hit with hallows, now your kids see ghosts Collab with the reaper, that's an eternal feature Fuck Nazis track I'll lower you into an actual vat of ether [Verse 11: Do Boys SM (Español: 7:47-7:51)] I'll be the one when I spit it so blunt Open they portals by getting on drugs Might be immortal, outlast everyone Sleep with the fucked up thought of maddening guns But you motherfuckers want my sacrificial blood Do Boy P.I. real life destined I really got that Devil Shyt Stick up in my fucking method Enemies de separación Es el día por tú muerte [?] Screaming Happy Halloween As I'm bucking out your teeth Motherfuck my enemies From this earth I can't wait to leave Deep down in hell an evil me, fool [Verse 12: Nutty Nilz] And it is Glock Mane, we shock lames We claim the same, the Devil Shyt A kick to my veins, come blame me, come frame me for them hellish crimes This ain't no K.G. don't care if you are free, got beat up by police Said it for stacks that are thoughts in my head And I dousing their daughter, get dead, hah I'm coming for head, you feeling the dread I have my needs, I'm looking for bread I'm looking to beef and looking for ghosts that you bred I'm closer to massacre, dead And I flee, I fled Mental, I'm on my death bed And all y'all see is what I said I don't see me, y'all gon' be dead [Chorus: Glock Mane] Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em to the dark side man Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em to the... [Verse 13: Dark One] There is dark lore over my face I don't know what is going on And I'm hearing evil voices of influence Taste from the underground Evil spirit taking over me, I'm on my own, too cool Devil Shyt you fucking do, I thought you motherfuckers knew Glock Mane, this might not be his fault, why this isn't and Crucified, Str8jacket, Shy Rhyme, VG5, Krucial Mane, Chuckklez, My Heart Production Die Young, a big shout to ya, Kaotic Klique Where'd you all go without us? Forever I'm staying underground Now it's people representing underground