IS IT HELL ft. REVNACK & K.XXIV Lyrics

Revnack beats motherfucker

Omegasign on the beat

(Yeah)

Drop me in hell with no clothes on my ass, and I walk out that hoe with succubus's sucking me

Died in my sleep, but still come back to life, I know niggas out there that's praying no recoveries

Walk in with niggas that love to act bold, and meanwhile, I know none them niggas touching me

Lot of my niggas told me shit don't last

And cause I'm aware, I don't need a hoe loving me

I am a loner, as much as a smoker, I don't understand why they all on dick

I am addicted to white girls, but I hate talking, wonder what you call that shit

They not gon be in my life when I'm suffering, only got me when I fall in pits

Turn into God just to prove me a point, it's end of the line, you will all submit

(Yeah, yeah)

And niggas think that I ain't pushing the limit

Letting demons take control of my spirit

Fuck opinions, mr. Parker's worst critic

Got these niggas moving miles in a minute

Switch it up, and make these niggas feel livid

Towards people, I been acting so wicked

Hide the fact that all the shit I do wicked

(Yeah, yeah)

Gimme a reason to turn, it, up

Grow in hate, run low, on, love

Very little I can trust (Alright)

Active problem in the building (Yeah)

Kill the niggas that you chill with

Someone else gon raise yo children

Go and paint me as the villain

(So help me god, someone else will raise your sons and daughters)

(I need way more drugs than fucking this)

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Yeah (Revnack beats motherfucker)

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Pull up on the fifth

I'm insane, that won't be fixed

Counting on the ticks

All from that watch, I beat the clock

I'm running it

Running shit

Motherfucker, yeah, in fact, oh, yes I'm him

I just glitch, Run on stress

Man, fuck your crest, I be that grim

Hallway slim, Full of lava to the brim

Yeah, Yeah

Tress are reaching at me, from the attic, through the film

(Yeah)

(Yeah)

Bats be flying on horizon

Under eyelids, open crypt

Cannons fire, take no liars

Ocean rises, sunken ship

Wait

Wait

Masquerade

You a, fake

Fucking, lame

Wait

Wait

Masquerade

Yeah

You a, fake

Plastic, taste

Call me

Ride in a hearse, like a Rari

Leaving this party, i'm sorry

This shit getting old, Don't card me

See my face

Wall tend to bleed when I flee the case

Paranoid grip that I fucking hate

Fucking hate? I need the space

Fuck

(Grey)