Enemies, Kill Them ft. Unknown I Lyrics

Eternal rest grant onto them

Oh Lord

And let perpetual light shine upon them

May they rest in peace

Amen

See that motherfucker? I hate that motherfucker

Get that ruger stay at late and kill that motherfucker

Don't assume me yo I take it to another level

You don't amuse me yo I'm anxious and I run with devils

Punk I go violent I go lurk I go demon one-on-one

I go silent then I stuck through your neck and through your shirt

I go psycho press my fingers through your fuckin' eyelids bruh

Then I write inside my book turn the page and never look

Eye for an eye I know, I know

Breathing heavy as I run em down I run em down I

Driving by I idle slow punk bitch look

There he is I told you so, I told you he would be alone

Devil rides and he controls, he stay hungry for his fix uh

But Ayo his fix, Ayo his fix is heavy loads

Cut you down and then I soak uh

Pray to God I'm not crying for your ass I'm crying for my fuckin' soul

Yo, deny me that is cool used to it chump bitch

Come around me and I drool you my lunch bitch grips

Wrapped around I'm looking through you this is it you'll be missed

Fuck your family fuck everyone that knew your shit

This kinda sound like Alvi's screws loose yo who knew

Killer instincts yo they been inside my brain since just a boo boo yeah yeah yeah

Shit is straight from out a movie born elusive yo my movement

Finding cover check for cameras then I do it

See that motherfucker? I hate that motherfucker

Get that ruger stay at late and kill that motherfucker

Don't assume me yo I take it to another level

You don't amuse me yo I'm anxious and I run with devils

Punk I go violent I go lurk I go demon one-on-one

I go silent then I stuck through your neck and through your shirt

I go psycho press my fingers through your fuckin' eyelids bruh

Then I write inside my book turn the page and never look

No need to turn the page cause I ain't never folding

That be the day in my grave I'll be rollin' over

A sick one get bodied by the man with the split tongue

Can't miss this shit as if I'm Kobe shoot my shot won't miss nah

Misses but a mista, smoke another zipper

Get top in the morning but ain't got no hat to tip up

My bars is kinda mixed up no Xannies and Elixirs

Can't go down to give me head no more she wanna pick up

Lines you never pick up a victim to a victor

Notice on the door it's about time to get evicted

So now I gotta hit the road or else I gotta hit the door

Now or not I'm on the road gotta go and get some dope

What the fuck is he thinkin' he's prowlin' and creepin no stoppin' him

He's plottin' and schemin your mommy is screamin' she haunted

All she wanted was peace not the fatherless team dead and gone

And like a dog in the street man it's all for the ungodly scenery

See that motherfucker? I hate that motherfucker

Get that ruger stay at late and kill that motherfucker

Don't assume me yo I take it to another level

You don't amuse me yo I'm anxious and I run with devils

Punk I go violent I go lurk I go demon one-on-one

I go silent then I stuck through your neck and through your shirt

I go psycho press my fingers through your fuckin' eyelids bruh

Then I write inside my book turn the page and never look

Speak of the fucking devil