drag me to hell

yeah

aye

aye

aye

'mula!

sacrifice your closest ones

see a opp

i'm smoking one

light it with a smoking gun

taste the coke

i'm over none

hunnid bloods

at your park

nigga

we ain't came to party

nigga

we gon' stain somebody

taking chains right off somebody

pull up in that brand new 'rari

yo' bitch give me maserati

pull up

you gon' get the shotty

hold up

you going ricky bobby

hold up

i got bands in my mst

give me

xans and the lsd

i got grams

keep it on me

catch these hands like you're joe pesci

i'll climb up

when i fall down

go meet god

deep in the ground

brimstone and fire

brimstone and fire

walking on cobblestone

all black attire

staking a cross in the ground where you lie

staking a cross in the ground where you lie

worship another then you aren't high

gods never die

so we walking on earth

city morgue

we the deacon of church

city morgue

we the deacon of church

you create a monster then you force it's exile

you create a race and you do not walk a mile

you create the gods that they worship and smile

but shepherd these sheep when they riled

i'll climb up

when i fall down

go meet god

deep in the ground