VVARLORD

Earth is full of evil people demons killing peaceful people

They don't see you as an equal put yo blood up on the easel

You were just a sacrifice to please the devil holding their souls

They sold it for gold do as their told, man just mother fuck it

I don't even need to meet em at their level I been at it for forever in my horns and leather speaking in tongues your forging letters

Ima corpse but deader witta Boorish temper welcome to hell ignore the scorching weather when you're torched it's for the better

Ima war lord

With the fucking scars gotta bitch to get me off you're just witnessing the start

You were born poor

You will never last when your body starts to crash you'll be nothing but some ash