Lyrics PETUH589 - DOWN6

Uh, roam in the gutters
Unknown figures, don't trust motherfuckers
Uh, guttin' your mother
Rusty razors tear the vessels of others
Fuck your Peter 5:8-9
I'ma get drunk and have sex with the devil
We all good and nestled
This whore just had a little fuckin' wrestle

Only hittin' right when I just lace it with the fentanyl
I'm completely out of it, the fear was fuckin' mental
Only hittin' right when I just lace it with the fentanyl
I'm completely out of it, the fear was fuckin' mental
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse

I done left 'em all to rot on their mattrеss (aye)
Burnin' down their crib, it crumbles to ashes (yuh)
I'm thе one pass, the key method to madness (bitch, bitch)
That motherfucker that be quickest to snappin' (yeah)
Smoke a whole clique like a whole pack (uh)
Grindin' buds quick, measure it, no protract (yuh)
Shawty rollin' spliff, layin' dough for the whole rack (aye)
Naughty by the hit, don't pay your foes not to call back (grraa)

Big smoke, blastin' right at you, I got two nines (true)
Bitch blokes, ash in their graves, a lot to decide (facts)
Do I wanna waste these flesh and bones, what is the move, mane?
Munch on remains, I'm in love with the brains
Pure mutilation for your new guy (yuh)

Bang bang in the moonlight
I roam and creep in a suit and tie
Born- born up in a city where the killers lurkin'
They don't know me, who is I?
I'm the gravedigger, with a fate bigger than your lone goons
I'm movin' light
The ethereal presence of Six, surrounded by blue lights (grraa)

Uh, roam in the gutters
Unknown figures, don't trust motherfuckers
Uh, guttin' your mother
Rusty razors tear the vessels of others
Fuck your Peter 5:8-9
I'ma get drunk and have sex with the devil
We all good and nestled
This whore just had a little fuckin' wrestle

Only hittin' right when I just lace it with the fentanyl
I'm completely out of it, the fear was fuckin' mental
Only hittin' right when I just lace it with the fentanyl
I'm completely out of it, the fear was fuckin' mental (pray, pray)
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse
Pray over, pray over, pray over their corpse

Be alert and of sober mind
Your enemy, the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion
Look- look- looking for someone to devour
Res- resist him, st- standing firm in the faith
Because you know that the family of believers
Throughout the world is undergoing the same kind of sufferings
Peter 5:8-9
Hail Satan