Rapture

[VERSE 1]
Shut em down
With the sound
Of a round
Don’t fuck around
Stand your ground if you got that heater to your head
All they found was lead, all they found was lead
I couldn't see shit, all I saw was red
All I smelt was death
I hit my niggas with that raw shit
They like aww shit
Execution double nine style
Lord made me a monsta'
Lord made me an offer
If I kill them they become martyrs
Its that six six six
Slick sick stick
In your shit
And I'm aiming for your chakras
Your pain sounds like mantra
Bludgeoning while I'm summoning Solomon the King, let him breathe
All his legions let him bring
Carry out your out your soul to depth to no divinity

[HOOK]
There’s nothing wrong with murder x4

[VERSE 2]
Redrum
When it come, better run, better duck, before its too late
Disconnect your thoughts from your neck like El Chapo
All that gangsta' talk I don’t really hablo
Descendants of thee Diablo
I don’t recommend you follow
But its hard mother fucker to swallow
Men are so ignorant, they just ignore it
It’ll leave your dome bust open and hallow
Need no backbiting, bitch don’t ask for me
Entities that blasphemy
I cast on thee
Everything unholy
Every gun that's holy
I bleed for thee
See and speak for he
Loving animosity
Invoke the wittiest serpent, implanting the genuine seed
Burning bridges, parting the sea
Don’t look back just follow me
Frequencies with a little more key
With a little more meaning, and little more Heem
I think I touched your ego
Kill em all and reload
Me & my brethren agree that you ain't shit, and we know that there's…

[HOOK]
There’s nothing wrong with murder x4