Makavélico - Reaper Death Seal
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- Makavélico
- Reaper Death Seal
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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
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