Death Note

Lyrics

[VERSE I] The kinda mothafucka to stick it up on the [?] Bitch you talkin bout my name then youll end up on a shirt Shoulda never left it wrong then i came to fuck the game Grabbin that [?] missile told em nothin but a lane I dont even gotta say cause you know who to feed us Take up that blade now cut him into peices Fuckin with the Grey and i pillage and i treason 59 reasons stocked the murder season Now god never let me get a prayer from the heavens I bring it down, the wrath, leavin the bodies severed I been slept on for too many years, but now its time Take my fuckin spot boy, ill break yo fuckin spine Demon with that blade, imma make your soul mine Im quick with the steel, i promise im yo divine Fuckin [?] ninjas, i dont really handle town The set-up will still be sweet, the set-up will still be mine