(Wvllop)
I manifest these n***as death
Then I go fuck them up
I take these n***as souls away
The reaper but I’m smoking blunts
Bitch I leave you in the cold
Show you how we pullin up
Your whole set gets so fucking old
Give up just leave this shit to us n***a

It’s the night time killa
Light brown mask on
Taking all your woman
It’s the (What!)
It’s the night time killa
Light brown mask on
Taking all your woman
It’s the

(Rozz DYLIAMS)
Bitch I’m outside your house
My thoughts are pacing heart is racing
I’m thinkin bout what it’s like too be inside your mouth
Thinkin bout the fiber optic cable swinging wrappin
Around your your neck increasing the tightness until your signing out
Your shortnеss of breathe is a metaphor for thе sign of the times
You’ve got me winded up but now it’s time for winding down
The way you whimper and beg for me too keep you alive
Is something i could listen too forever cause I like the sound
I think I’m falling deep into a trance of demonery with scenery
That seem like silent hill is where I need to be
I need you too stop moving around if you dont mind for just
A second hear the language that my needle speak
(Wvllop)
I manifest these n***as death
Then I go fuck them up
I take these n***as souls away
The reaper but I’m smoking blunts
Bitch I leave you in the cold
Show you how we pullin up
Your whole set gets so fucking old
Give up just leave this shit to us n***a

It’s the night time killa
Light brown mask on
Taking all your woman
It’s the (What!)
It’s the night time killa
Light brown mask on
Taking all your woman
It’s the