M. Hostilis - M7LKS7A7NED

I was in Hell
Before I was born
Wreckin my soul and
It's tattered and torn
Does a demon
Make dream
From paper? Roll it up
And smoke it later? Light
It up and aim it
At the haters? Mac 10s
Gonna flow gourds
These corpses gorgeous
Unholy anointings spill
Blood porridges while
Gloating rich kids go
Glory-holing fuck bitches
Leave pussy swollen
Im the broken table
That disabled all the fables
Leave ur shirt stained with
My 12 gauge close range
Slithering pain that'll
Leave you untamed
Tryna maintain money
Made in the trap game
Never the same
Just be killin the pain
Just like alcoholics
On the liquor train
Ya girl's givin me brain
By the windowpane
She milk stained
Milk stained
Milk stained

Comin at you hairdressin
Pullin back the lever
Peelin off your scalp
While I roll it back forever
Chop you into jigsaws and
I'll leave your brain tossed
Sniff you up with coke straws
Holy shit his heart stopped
Fuck him anyway he was
Drivin by my block shocked
Pissin on his hands to
Alleviate the gunshots
Rolling up at 3 for the
Homie and the benz
Rollin back on to the crib
Where devils are my friends
Magick have you at it like it's
Tragic and whackin cause the
Bullets hittin fast while
They blastin and blastin
Trappin and trappin like
I'm Jason in the cabin and I
Grab a knife like Michael and
I'm stabbin and I'm stabbin
Leave the four horsemen
To corpses I'm chortlin
Stuffin all the space inside
All bitch's fallopians
Lickin on her lips and
It's making me thirsty
Havin her squirting
On Friday the 13th

I was in Hell
Before I was born
Wreckin my soul and
It's tattered and torn
Does a demon
Make dream
From paper? Roll it up
And smoke it later? Light
It up and aim it
At the haters? Mac 10s
Gonna flow gourds
These corpses gorgeous
Unholy anointings spill
Blood porridges while
Gloating rich kids go
Glory-holing fuck bitches
Leave pussy swollen
Im the broken table
That disabled all the fables
Leave ur shirt stained with
My 12 gauge close range
Slithering pain that'll
Leave you untamed
Tryna maintain money
Made in the trap game
Never the same
Just be killin the pain
Just like alcoholics
On the liquor train
Ya girls givin me brain
By the windowpane
She milk stained
Milk stained
Milk stained

Written by:
David Goldberg

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