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 Ya' 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-09 Conjugate ya' soul after following the signs Takin' all ya' hoes to the road where they hide Where the spirits stay alive and 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' for ya' life C'est 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 out run I'm goin' dumb-dumb-dumb I'ma get me some We spillin' rum-rum-rum You cannot out run 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 and 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 kill 'em all destructive path