Reaper Lyrics

Sweat dripping off of your body you getting nervous

All your senses telling you that im coming and you deserve it

Paranoid you wont even go outside in public

I been waiting for you boy and you know that i been lurkin

Posting bible verses but you soul still dirty

Bet you never been triple crossed by the same person

The demons in my body

Never rest, so they've been workin

Recognize the reaper, baby, I ain't stealing purses

I can give a motherfuck about the money

Bitch, I want blood

I ain't stoppin' till I turn your body to the dust

This tha demon hour, full moon

Late night, mist my face

May look familiar, but that person don't exist

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

Bet you didn't know that Im possessed

Oh shit, six body, six souls in the pit

She was 18 when she got a tatt of a 6

Oh shit, sinister flow

I just hit with a triple 6

Devilish, got a bitch suckin' on my fuckin' dick

In the middle of the courtroom

'Cause its fuck the government

Spit on the judge, put the muzzle on his lunatic

Head full of shit, I aimed threw it at that bitch

In a padded room, in the corner, I was whisperin

Preacher walked in, I wasn't prayin' bitch

Now I got a hostage , breakin' out this shit wickedly

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

I'm possessed

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

I'm possessed

Oh shit

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

I'm possessed

Oh shit

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

I'm possessed

Oh shit

Oh shit

Drinkin' blood from the guts

Nother cup from the holy grail

Drinkin' blood from the guts

Nother cup from the holy grail

Angel dust when I cook it up

Make these hoes so happy

Drinkin' blood from the guts

Nother cup from the holy grail

Another load cooked up by the cheif

Put it on the shelf

I've been gettin' money by myself

Might as well

I don't kiss an tale

But I wish her well

Crucify em with the fuckin' nails

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

I'm possessed

Yeah, Reaper put it to the test

I'm impressed

Fuck the government

And the politics

So full of shit

Everybody pursuin' the happiness that don't exist

You should never let the Reaper crawl out the fuckin' pit

Shoot him and release his soul to the fuckin' mist

Double three to the four

Seven 0 6 connect

Shoot him wet em up

Drop tha body in the ditch

Here to terrorize

Kamikaze suicide

Look the devil in the eyes

I'm not one of the guys

Vampire drinkin' blood

Angel dust give no fucks

Open the bible

Go ahead and read a verse

Even the angels already know what's up

How they walk around

But they soul with us

A.I. A.I. A.I

Take control of us

A.I. A.I. A.I

Take control of us

P.O. double S, E. double S, E.D

I'm possessed

A.I. A.I. A.I

Take control of us