Murderer 2

I am that dude with a attitude Flipping you off and still acting rude Making you sick like you got the flu Laughing because your face turning blue This is the thing that would happen to you Having my demons just chase after you Slowly killing your motherfucking soul Drop down to hell like you have no clue I am a motherfuckin' king Doing my thing, letting you go with a bang C'mon dawg, we can hang Like sayori in that literature game You been saying the same shit forever Now Like me you saying whatever That rich nigga wit all the cheddar But still stuck here, in the cold weather Look bitch It's not my fault you flip that switch Snap, swing and miss It's not my fault you flip that chick Cried and wrote a diss It's not my fault you hit that snitch Died and got that stitch But it is my fault you put That body in that fucking ditch I'm telling a story about me And how I turned into your enemy Remember you said you gone end my career? Now how the fuck I get here? Th-This is that murderer 2 Think bout what I'm gone do Making that demon shit true Kill you with my fucking crew Kill you with spikes that's under my shoe Thank you for waiting so patient Now your soul is mine for the taking Now I see Y'all niggas is hating I put you down with the nigga named Satan Claim that you tough Claim that you smart I can't tell you bitches apart Lemme turn your blood into art Talking this shit while I tear you apart BITCH