Текст песни MoMeds - Unknown The Plague

When I die know
I'll be waiting on the resurrection
I'll see the devil's face and smile
Better count your blessings
The storm comes
Maybe big bombs
I hope by then you learned your lesson
Most of y'all are so depressing
Stay out the way of my soul collection
Might get hit with holy weapons
Might get fucked by big erections
Every breath a sigh when your soul correcting

As good as it get I'm chilling with my section twelve
We the wave of protections
Blessing up all you heathens in essence
Seven virtues I keep with a weapon
Level up as pray for my helping
Heaven seems like a place worth protecting
Devil try to get me come and get it
Better kill me in one shot or get hit
Don't test it
I'm a mess kid
Still don't know my purpose
Fuck it I ain't worth it
Deserving of hurting
It's my stage so close the curtain
Behind my rage and hate
I can still feel the person
I once was still lurking in the background of my nervous
And I don't let him breath
He missing keys inside he broken
I'll let it be my burden
Rather remain in my immersion
Bespoken and feeling begotten
Can't understand it I'm haunted
Murder in stock if you want it
Yung Hukd on Fonix a junkie for chronic
Now I'm insufflating Molly
Pearl got the K for Calvin-Kleining
Don't OD
I'm sorry
He said he partied
Thought it wouldn't be a problem
They vomit