Dark Light Remix

Lyrics
[ Verse 1: S God ] Crazy motherfucker Jack the Ripper in the flesh All you non believers know whats 'bout to come next Comin' for my checks Imma hit you with the tech If there were any witnesses I come back for the rest I'm on my 9/11 shit That not going to heaven shit That I'm a demon 'till I die yeah that's my devil shit Blastin' with the metal bitch Killin' for the hell of it Bathin' in your blood just because I love the smell of it Things no one wants to say out loud I'm tellin' it Tape full of blasphamy lil bitch you know I'm sellin' it Matter fact it's free like me when I get charged with murder of the first degree every case I beat Bitch please When they see me they all flee 'Cause all these faggots know it ain't no fuckin' with the G If they do they 'gon bleed Get stabbed in the back like Assasins Creed 'Till they ain't able to breathe god damn [ Verse 2: S God ] Lookin' at me wrong I lay your bitch ass down Your new adress is 6ft in the ground King of hell bitch for a while I've been crowned Ain't nobody know you but they all know my sound John Wayne Gacey on these motherfuckers, should've been aborted as a baby lookin' motherfucker Imma put you in the sea with the Navy motherfucker, can't fuck with me cause I'm too damn wavy mother fucker Aye I don't give a shit Decapitate a bitch if she ain't 'gon suck my dick I wanna go to hell go and through me in the pit Fuck up on your bitch Imma suck up on her clit Then I kick the bitch out I ain't even know her name All I need to know is if she's good at givin' brain And I ain't talkin' intellegence The bitch is too irrelevant I don't want the bitch if she wants to be celibate [ Verse 3: S God ] Why you wanna start shit boy you know I'm too Holy Better watch your mouth don't talk too boldly I know you see my moves study them and watch closely But no matter what you do you 'gon look phoney Bitch you know I'm off them xans yeah Put a picture off your courpse on the 'Gram yeah You know I'm the man aye I'm the shepard leader all you bitches just some lambs yeah Fuck being the plug I'm the socket got a pocket rocket and I'm not affraid to pop it stop it What the fuck you hatin' on me for I don't play no games bitch ain't no G4 You know I got the stacks I could buy your whole life hoe Fuckin' with your bitch but I won't make her wife tho Cut you with a butcher's knife for tryna fuck with my dough Kilin' motherfuckers using nothing but my flow [ Verse 4: S God ] One last verse 'fore I ride off in the herse Beat your mom to death with her own damn purse Psychopathic thoughts You know I got the sauce You know that I'm the boss When I'm speaking don't talk lil bitch Fuck you gonna say? King of my city bitch I run SA don't play with me 'cause I'm about to catch a fuckin' body Bitch I want brain Like a fuckin' zombie I'm on that Micheal Myres shit hit you with the fire if you dare wear a wire pull your teeth out with some pliers Middle finger to a cop middle finger to an op I hope you fuckers overdose and go into some comatose I'm the victim of insanity a plauge on humanity I spit too much profanity and possess too much vanity Who self proclaims criminality And insults Christianity bitch
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- S God