SEND EM TO CHURCH ft. TraeThaKilla Lyrics

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Lock the mosberg in the bimmer

Church wood splinter in my hand I got the sinner

Glock nineteen open doors like it's a winter

Roll up to the scene and already I'm a victor

Taking out one letter now I got a two five vector

My gun don't jam like Morgan as a Lector

R-I-P Remembering the fifth of November

Aisle fifteen is haunted get a clean up on that Sector

Send their souls up to the doors that made of birch

I don't know if I can cry in church

Plug done hit my DM like he lookin for da X

Baby in the cradle lying crying

I still hear the nineteen millimetre

God I'm asking why the twenty-fours keep dying

Packing heat in the two seater

Drive by shooting took his heart beat

Memento Mori dead man's party

All the ones that passed away

All their souls can't let them stay

Need to Set them free so I'm pouring gasoline

Remembering their spirits free

As the flames digesting me

Burning like a maple tree

On This Guy fawkes night please remember about me

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Psycho murda killa

Psycho psycho murda killa

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Purging with the fire holy temple get retired

Playa haters wearing wires tell em go to

Hell I'm tired

Of these funerals and new buyers

And these crooked fucking liars

Fuck em earthly Men desires

If you life is gon expire

Fuck em bitches that gon shoot you in your head and in your tires

Fuck a spouse that gon abuse you

Let him feel the Michael Myers

Fuck the snitching on your homie if his name up on the flyers

Fuck the crackers who white washing they the real culture deniers

Fuck the haters who still hating hope they teeth ripped out with pliers

Rest In Peace to all the realest they lives burn eternal fires

Rest In Peace to all the killas who got death they ain't deserving

Keep it strong to all the dillers who got forty and still serving

Lord give all the youngsters second chances make their forties jammin

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch

Pour that fucking gasoline right on the fucking floor bitch