paroles de chanson Peter Steele - Lil Summoner feat. Ethereal Lotus

Aye just caught me a deal next on my list I'mma cop me a mill
Chasing that bag I don't care how you feel
Goth and I'm rich like my name peter steele
My bitch got an ass like she out of brazil
Boy you a fake like that gold in yo grill
I see you pussies snakes swear you came from a swill
I'm going to mars I just popped me a pill lil bitch I'm ill
My bitch going psycho like my dick is mkultra
Hundreds in my pockets like my name is gucci sosa
Please come get yo mans he think he gonna smash
Tote that tech like falco he won't see me when I wave dash
Oou smoking on boof high as the moon blow through these checks like I'm a typhoon
Knock out the room like I'm straight outta doom put all these opps in their tombs huh
I'm going ballistic slinging spells like I'm mystic
I'm a witch stupid bitch don't get it twisted
You a ho ass fuck boy chop you up like bok choy
Bitch you getting pressed soon as I get fucking annoyed
Bitch you a pest try to get buck bitch be my guess
Witch gang the set fuck all the rest hang all the opps by they necks

I dont
Even fuck
With any
Of you
Pussy rappers
Risen like im
Jesus and
You have entered the
Rapture
Tears of
Thug are falling
If you call me
I wont answer
Louis v duffle bag
Im ballin and im
Coming after
All of you who
Pretending
Im a zealot
Of zion
Theres no resurrection
Your sacrifice is
For nothing
Im like wiccan
Im mystic
My soul carries
A fissure
Itll dimish
The masses
You have
No chance
To surrender
Pockets lined
Up with diamonds
While you
Aint flexing
No tender
You claim
You got
All this money
But you
Just such
A pretender
You say
You such
A big dawg
But you
Just a contender
Im a real
Life souljah
Other words
Soul colletah