White Devil Lyrics – Dead Poet Devil
Singer: Dead Poet Devil
Title: White Devil
I need your help
I can’t tell you what it is you can never ask me about it later
And we’re going to hurt some people
I’ma, white devil slash dark night rebel run a motha f#ckas chains like a mark bike pedal
I spark my metal pedal hard white settle never ain’t nobody spittin on this white sharks level
I’m so satanic Kurt Cobain manic, a suicidal alcoholic cocaine addict
Gotta profane tongue and some propane lungs makin everybody that’s aboard the soul train panic
I get high and light fires then fight with the firemen, psycho Mike Myers I’m the guy they admirin
I pull up in a ride at the light and the tires spin fightin with me’s like fallin right in a lion’s den
I just rap but they hate so well brain darker than halls at the Bates Motel
I take flight hit em with the snake bite venom hidin bodies in the walls so there ain’t no smell
They say I’m funny I say funny like how what funny like a clown I amuse you?
Ayo the Henry Hills be the men we kills gettin money in the town how we used to
Ayo we dressed like nuns, strapped with the guns while the pretty bank teller fill the bag up with huns
My b#tch keep a thong on her #ss full of ones got me feelin like a Jew with all this gas in my lungs
Eighth grade used to be the playground dealer, state raised no one in the Kane town realer
Stay down rilla illa K-round pilla face painted lookin like a f#ckin straight clown killa
Straight cop killa, raised in the middle of the 2Pac era
Went crazy around the time dude shot Aron that’s when dudes stopped carin left a hole in the sole of the shoes dog wearin
What part you ain’t gettin are you not hearin I see it crystal clear pourin crystal on these mirrors
Homie lookin for an angel to kiss away his tears got a toilet in his cell so he can piss away his years
Heavy is the head that wears that crown, heavy is the heart that wears that frown
My skills are divine lyrics build me a shrine but steady is the hate that tears that down
No such thing as havin part-time vices trapped in this never ending hard time crisis
The shark like grime with a heart like mine all you jokers gona die when this dark night rises
Haters be surprised at how sharp my knife is, dice through any body part I slices
Not a man of God but a God to man but, underneath it all dog I’m hardly righteous
I flow through space with a dragonfly buzz drag a wh#re to my place that hasn’t tried drugs
If her coochie doesn’t stink I slip a roofie in her drink, man the sickest sh#t that you could ever fathom I does
Bag of white dust high on crystal meth got that mad dog 20-20 Sysco breath
And I ain’t got sh#t but the clothes on my back and my word and my balls and my pistol left
Wildcard told me write somethin that was heartfelt a verse so deep when you hear it that your heart melt
It’s hard when you sittin at a desk in a dark cell on the same yard as the Mexican cartel
K-O-D I’m takin Tech N9ne’s place, dumpin on these rap cats chest buyin face
No head on my rival leave em dead on arrival they rest in peace and I rest my case
I rest my case, they rest in peace and I rest my, case
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