Tobe Nwigwe, Royce Da 5'9" and Foggieraw - HEAD TO HADES

Ooh
Yeah
Mm-mm
You ready? Look

C-Crack, c-crack, c-crack
That's what my boss is
Could never play me for ho-ho-ho
I peep the clauses
My whole set is down to throw it up
But we not nauseous
And I got big drip
Big splash and whatever else out the faucet
Yeah, it get slippery 'round a big splasher
Yo' 'hood fill a whole bunch of sombreros
Big cappers
I'm good with my cornea
On a Sparrow when it get critical
But my 'hood keep a bag of sticks like a scarecrow
Wig snatchers

Ooh, guard your head top, head top
Serpent slidin' by your ankles
Plottin' leg locks, leg locks
Been here ten toes in the gravel
But I ain't from bedrock
Guard your bread chop, your yeast rise
Most thieves' eyes deadlock on all your treasure
Most measure man's worth
But what brings pleasure?
I endeavor to add some feathers
On the wings of those transgressors that feel lesser
And can't quite apply the pressure to
The esophagus of they oppressor
I hope my bars are intercessin' to end
The efforts of all you little devils

Yeah, go to hell
Hey, lil' devil, go to hell
Huh, all you devils, go to hell
You think you know me well, but go to hell
Yeah

T'challa business
Radiation through a microwave
What y'all have witnessed is aviation
Through a tidal wave
I get paid then I just ice
The Jacob like the Ice-capade
Francis Cress Welsing
Isis papers replaced by Bible page
Huh, cry at the wedding and hire my wife
You bridal maid
Frankie Beverly singin' my angry medley
Through a cyber maze
Huh, so guard your head top, head top
This is pressure, pressure
In the form of a headlock, headlock
Huh (huh)
And this for my niggas that hustle
Police patrollin' the freeway
(Woah) this is for Nipsey Hussle
Holy theologian, C-day
Them snakes is hissin'
Play your position like Kobe and D. Wade
Old school '64 sittin' in mint condition
Like Tobe Nwigwe
Go to hell

Yeah, go to hell
Hey, lil' devil, go to hell
Huh, all you devils, go to hell
You think you know me well, but go to hell
Yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Brrt, brrt, ayy, hello, is this God?
(Yeah, this Him)
Well, I'll Be damned, what's up God?
I'on't nothin' to say, yeah, what's up, God?
What's up, God? What's up, God?
Brrt, brrt, ayy, hello, is this God for real?
(Yeah, this Him)
I'll be damned, what's up God?
What should I say if the devil call?
What should I say if the devil ever call?

Go to hell, uh-huh, go to hell, ayy
Go to hell, uh, uh, go to hell, ayy (now you say it)
Go to hell, uh, uh, go to hell, ayy
Go to hell, uh, uh, go to hell, ayy (now you say it)
Go to hell, uh, uh, go to hell, ayy
Go to hell, uh, uh, go to hell, ayy (now you say it)
Go to hell, mm-mm, go to hell, ayy
Go to hell, mm-mm, yeah, nigga, go to hell

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