LUCIFERFELL Pt.1

[Verse 1: Paranoah]
Drop-kicking Jesus, start fire
Sodomize a goth chick with a long iron rod inside her
She's sizzling and [?] like hot chicken grease
No option to breathe, I mosh pit with demons
The Glock will leave a shot lodged in between
Call me Constantine, I'm constantly pacing
Painting clown paint on my face
[?] reincarnated, beyond R-rated
Pissed off 'cause Visa cards don't pay rape charges
[?] from the jumper cable, the box of a skank harlot
[?] laughing at her spazzing
Playing it off like it's probably an orgasm
Baby, I love how your organs rattle
Gather 'round, time for sacrifice
Baptize ya from afternoon 'til black sky
Sorry, your soul will rise in the afterlife
Living the trapping life—not 'cause I package white
But because my fucking contraption's tight (what) (what) (what)

[Interlude / Sample: Unknown Speaker]
I know who you are
I know who you really are
I will stop you
I am on a mission from God
And I will not be stopped
The world—the world must be free of your illusions
Of your... madness...
I know who you are. You are a beast. You are...

[Verse 2: King Gordy]
Ayo, I DM’d you on Instagram—you’re my biggest fan
No, this isn’t Stan, but you stand inside a pentagram
With the witch’s wig and head in hand
Steadily carrying tombs from Mary Had a Little Lamb
But in imperial tombs were mummies
Was once somebody—King
They put the holy beads on his chest to summon him
The mummy breathes—he walks among us
He sucks the others—they all will suffer
Kill leaders through Egypt, we will conquer
All summer, winter, fall—the kingdom fall into the ashes
I've seen it all—demons being called by the masses
We'll bring them all—we go even brawl to the Atlas
[?] shit is too swift to get a grip, this is a clash of the titans
Don’t ask how I write this—this has to be blasphemy
Damn, he’s exiting
I'm the new Jordan Peele with the horror skills
Come explore the real as I torture-kill off these foreign pills
Lord vader