some evil shit

thiz tha type of shit thatz N my mind

thiz a lil holiday flow

u will neva katch me prayin/but u kan find me standin next 2 where a dead priest iz layin/N piecez bloodya then 66 blended up leachez/thiz year i ain't buyin no kandy kanez 4 khritmaz ima just hang 6 khritianz from my tree/sip egg nog N pass out razor filled kookiez 4 free/so if u hear skreamz komin from tha black houze it'z just me decoratin 4 new yearz eve



some evil shit


My name iz banned N ya fuckin church /kuz my thoughtz b tha fuckin worst/knew from tha pentagram birth mark i waz kursed/bin knowned 2 infekt ya head like lice N melt ya shit like ice/keep a pistol kloze kuz it'z war N tha streetz N northern kal skrapz iz found wit holez N they cheekz/that evil sac town mexican leave u life less wit a hatchet N ya chin/4 givin me a grin black hoody red eyez hear me reciten satanic skripturez b4 u die

I don't know bout tha gay shit but not every one iz N 2 that hard core shit u bump that u kan buy at target but ene wayz herez a notha ''evil sick baby killaz4life'' flow


mutha fucka i only spit tha sick shit neva no bitch shit reppin tha 9-1-sickness till my wigz split/walkin wit a slit wrist N skrapz throat hangin from my necklace/nigga don't test thiz kuz ill let tha tek rip N watch ya flesh drip/find ya self wit a slug N ya back slumped over wit ya head N ya lap 4 dissrespectin tha city of sac/that $outh side mob shit where suckaz die quik we stay on tha grind bitch/my town been knowned 4 gangsta shit wit a evil twist so when i spit thiz satanic shit don't act like a bitch.

tight shit peep thiz one


Hell yeah im afraid of hightz kuz thatz where tha heavinz iz/try N preach 2 me i will rip out ya fuckin ribz bbq em then feed em to ya kidz /throw ya remainz N a donation box where ya church iz/it'z sk tha rippa goatz blood sippa evil drifta don't kome kloze 2 me kuz i will get cha/at night sneak threw ya window get unda ya bed wake up ya whole family wit meat hookz N they head/then fled kuz if i don't get 2 my koffin by sun up im dead.

Wen shit git kritakal i grip my 50 kal/N show theze niggaz how we putz it down N tha sick town/red flag wayvin death kraven prayin 2 satan/got my sick mind rippin out ya spine karvin 6'z N ya chest eatin ya flesh 4 fuckin wit tha sickest/facen eternal death kuz i got my glock pressed against my chest i kan't excape tha darkness/so i just feed on thiz evilness tha 9-1-6 night walker skrap stalker smashin a black herse lookin 4 pray so ya betta pray if u see me komin ya way