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idc - dieabolik the monster lyrics

[intro]
this is godsynth
welcome to the church, everybody gather ’round
travel to a place where everybody face is down
please don’t lift your head up, it done k!lls to look around
you don’t want to see what it takes to get to where we goin’

[verse 1: dieabolik the monster]
i’m terrifying like art, scary giant i start
stomping down your block, b*tch i’m leaving my mark
b*tches clutch they purse, whipping this old he*rs*
bodies buried underneath my verse with blood on my converse
yeah! camo’d up, black gloves, hateful sh*t like bad blood
knife in the palm, why you run? hands on you patting like a back rub
i stabbed up and stabbed down, ripped open like v*g*n*l birth
h*llsp*wn with actual burns, ghost rider, the axles turns
sit and study gacy, sit and study bundy
sit and study dahmer, consider yourself lucky
that i have to snap and use what i’ve learned
that human life, i have no concerns to put your body parts in my urn
everything i’ve got, i earned

[chorus: dieabolik the monster]
earning every k!ll i had to work (i had to work)
blood, sweat and tears, k!lling all these years
i’m a motherf*cking force to be reckoned with
spend time trying to get people to like me now
i won’t give a second, b*tch, treat ’em like a second b*tch
don’t care, got my nose up in the air
will not give a second, b*tch, treat ’em like a second b*tch
don’t care, got my nose up in the air, i don’t care
[verse 2: dieabolik the monster]
look you ain’t got to like me, always been a loner
this whole crowd been sleeping, d*mn near in a coma
my gun pop like a soda, spit dope sh*t, on sosa
sweat above my shoulder, b*tch, i’ve been a soldier
six years with an automatic clapping like an audience
b*tches with no common sense can’t even cook some ramen, b*tch
you ain’t worth nada nada, ain’t worth no prada, prada
i think she bleedin’, bleedin’, call the doctor, doctor
i carry bars of rap that f*ck that sh*t we buildin’
i’m trying to leave something back for my f*ckin’ children
but to worry about what you thinkin’, that be trippin’, trippin’
i’ve got my plans, b*tch, i’m staying on my f*ckin’ mission

[outro]
welcome to the church, everybody gather ’round
travel to a place where everybody face is down
please don’t lift your head up, it done k!lls to look around
you don’t want to see what it takes to get to where we goin’
welcome to the church, everybody gather ’round
travel to a place where everybody face is down
please don’t lift your head up, it done k!lls to look around
you don’t want to see what it takes to get to where we goin’

- dieabolik the monster lyrics

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