Reaper Death Seal

Welcome to the chop street

Dead bodies hanging by they feet

You see this demon when I walk

You hear this evil when I speak

Mark of the beast

When I reap I claim your soul as mine to keep

And in the middle of the night

I'm looking for some blood to leech

Catch your throat missing

Fresh blood spitting out your teeth

But I still practice what I preach

Give his family time to weep

I'm at the crossroads

You make a deal I got just what you need

But just know when your time is up

Them hellhounds coming out to feast

I done slit my wrist so much

I guess I'll never get to feel

Yeah, this demon I got's real

He just showed me how to kill

Cloaked in hoodies, crooked daggers

Demon sigils, candles lit

See that full Moon in the night

We bout to sacrifice yo bitch

Sacrifice, sacrifice yo bitch

Sacrifice, sacrifice yo bitch

We bout to sacrifice yo bitch

Sacrifice, sacrifice yo bitch

We bout to sacrifice yo bitch

Sacrifice, sacrifice yo bitch

We bout to sacrifice yo bitch

Sacrifice, sacrifice yo bitch

She lookin like Megan fox, double 0 9

Conjugate ya soul after following the signs

Takin all ya hoes to the road where they hide

Where the spirits stay alive, skinnin sheep for their hides

You can run from us

You can back out now, but when the Sun plummets

You won't camp without all the voodoo in the night

Know we gotchu in our sight

We gon catch ya by surprise, gotcha fearin fo ya life

Cest la vie, tell me what you know

You a dumb bitch and I'm fuckin on ya hoe

When the gun hits, you'll be Sippin on patrone

Thinkin everythang is good, Samsung G note

You cannot fuck with us, you throwin bluffs sippin tuss

I'ma uppercut right through yo face from a lunge

Pop a lung, Murk ya son, puttin knives in ya tum

Listening to bone thug while I get the redrum

Redrum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

I'ma get me some

We spillin rum, rum, rum

You cannot outrun

I'm goin dumb, dumb, dumb

I'ma get me some lil bitch

Bare face run up in place there's no where hide

The people eater with the cleaver out for blood and homicide

Murdering high I get the rush when the

Bones goes crush and the brain turns mush

I wonder why I have to touch I kill so much, when lost in lust

Smoking with the fabled reaper, having talks between myself

Is there someone else inside or is it just that I need help

Mental health is off the tracks if approached I will attack

No remorse I'm showing back it's killem all destructive path