Bitch, I come up out the grave with machetes to rip your face

Got a little bitty grip but she popping up off the lace

I've been patient way you do it so shiesty, don't leave a trace

Wrap my hood around my face to make sure I don't catch a case

I'm in a bad mood, lately been tripping like it's some bad shrooms, cab proof

Way to have stepping, I'm finna at you

Slap dude right out his jamies, still fucking act rude

Lad dude thought I was gonna step on the bad news

The ground splits, I hear the songs of the damned

I see the dead walk, I'm wondering where I am

I feel my legs lock, it's getting real hard to stand

I gotta headshot the pussy, don't make amends, bitch I done

Been the one that they wanna end, but I won't bend, won't break me

Bitch, I am aiming, I'ma send like thirty above his head

Watch me spin, won't miss

And make sure that I have his friend, don't worry

You's a Grimy lil' peasant, you better clear from my presence

I'm feeling so homicidal, like Homelander, send a message

I'm a Wraith, angry for some vengeance

I see you sweating as you feel my presence

Do your best not to catch my attention

But something just won't let me

And It's feeling kinda heavy

The weight is getting deadly, so I'm clutching on my machete

I can never sleep in peace while my enemies fucking breathe

So I took my demons off the lease and let 'em have a feast

Turned your hallway to a range

I love to hear my bullets clang

As my chopper bangs I'll watch your intestines sowly hang

Creeping like Jack the Ripper on a fucking mission

So I bleed, all your arteries

Since your ass was easy pickings

Stomping on his neck, I'm a titan

My rage is burning like the sun in the sky is never counted blessings

Since they always were a lesson, demons get possessive when it come time for collection