10,000 Degrees (Explicit) - $UICIDEBOY$

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

If you bustas slippin' it's this 50 finna do the deal

Straight outta hell ring the bells plague is here to stay

Roaches and locusts they cover me

No halo hovering follow me in yo' grave

Ain't got no patek because I'll be

'Till the end of f**king times

Thy kingdom come thy will be done

And still you wonder who am I

I am the devil's son born and raised

Preaching uicide googly eyes

Tell me more okay

Praise the f**king devil God can suck my dick

I scorch the plains

Making mountains crumble glaciers meltin' oceans swellin'

I'm Lord of the plagues

Load up my

Wait a f**king minute I got more to say

Threatening swordplay

Some would say nay

'Cause the tip of my sword blade dipped in chlordane

Lil plague breaking fortés

Carecrow in the corn maze haunting board games

For war we pray

Plague is cold in Norway

Hanging from the doorframe with sores and stains

For war we pray

7th ward the grey

For war we pray

7th ward the grey

For war we pray

7th ward the grey

For war we pray

Death is inevitable

The f**king scarecrow walkin' on his tiptoes

On your blood-stained wood floor you know mister typical

Hearin' the f**king voices through my window

Begging to be dead

But no worries

Just like chucky cut throat got the blade and the knife

May thy rise for the Yung Christ never even died

My father has forsaken I

I'm still suicide until I die

It's an eye for an eye

Speaking of I I someone help me out

See the reaper having a busy season

Won't even let me rest while I'm sleeping

It's gettin' harder to watch from the bleachers

The father of evil

Like Knievel Ruby and I stay jumping over people

Xanax eatin' close to lethal

Cigarette breathin' junkie used to needles

So I grew up a f**k-up pow pow pow pow

Load the nine up my time's up yeah yeah yeah

Grew up a f**k up

Load up my big nine now I'm finna shoot to kill

Load the nine up f**k all this s**t

If you bustas slippin'