lirik lagu itsaedanhill – reapers
[intro: itsaedanhill]
put you in a body bag and sign it with my autograph
put you in a body bag and sign it with my auto~auto
put you in a body bag and sign it with my autograph
put you in a body bag and sign it with my~
[hook: itsaedanhill]
th~th~think its time for a new payday in my way
aedan goin’ way up
k!ll ’em all 187 if you b~tches wanna say sumn’
i don’t be f~ckin’ prayin’ but the devil ’bout to raise up
pentagrams on my wall like i was motherf~ckin’ satan sp~wn
b~tch i am a demon yeah you know i’ve been lurkin’
and if these motherf~ckers talk like gretel, put in a furnace
these p~ssy boys be on they lame sh~t like a mo’f~ckin’ twerp and
i’m steady tryna hypnotize these lames like they was some serpents
[verse 1: itsaedanhill]
k!ll ’em all, put ’em in a he~rs~
had to give his toe a tag, had to put him in the earth
had to murk ’em for a bag and dash with the mask on
pull up with the ak to watch him squirm
you don’t really wanna f~ckin’ die today
if i see yo’ wrist then i’ll slice yo’ vein
p~ssy i don’t like you and yo’ homies lame
f~ckin’ with me was yo’ last mistake
i think i’m ’bout to spill some blood
this sh~t lookin’ like a flood
think it’s time for me to hunt
i ain’t never gave a f~ck
p~ssy boy you just a cuck
and yo’ numbers gettin’ stuck
can’t be me i’m on the up
tell yo’ b~tch that she can’t f~ck
stackin’ all these bodies on bodies
you on my d~ck get a hobby
i’ll leave you dead in the lobby
’cause ain’t n0body could stop me
i bring the wrath, you all trash, i make riches outta rags
i don’t care about yo’ numbers, you still lookin’ like a fa~
[bridge: itsaedanhill]
put you in a body bag and sign it with my autograph
put you in a body bag and sign it with my auto~auto
put you in a body bag and sign it with my autograph
put you in a body bag and sign it with my~
[verse 2: xdium]
snakes in the grass, blood runs cold, like the bad
choppin’ heads, body bags, you can’t trust, all these fa~~
walk on yo’ block, and there’s blood on the spot
who are you? what i thought, you still nothin’ but a botched hoe
posted like you god of the scene
why you claimin’ sh~t that you know i’m gonna be
i see all the bands, you a laundering mink
get yo f~ckin’ bread up and quit botherin’ me
lights out motherf~cker, when i landed with a f~ckin’ right on
talkin’ all that sh~t now no one’s home with all the lights on
goodnight b~tch, where’s yo’ fight gone?
rest assured that p~ssy boy won’t ever be a bite~dog
[hook: itsaedanhill]
th~th~think its time for a new payday in my way
aedan goin’ way up
k!ll ’em all 187 if you b~tches wanna say sumn’
i don’t be f~ckin’ prayin’ but the devil ’bout to raise up
pentagrams on my wall like i was motherf~ckin’ satan sp~wn
b~tch i am a demon yeah you know i’ve been lurkin’
and if these motherf~ckers talk like gretel, put in a furnace
these p~ssy boys be on they lame sh~t like a mo’f~ckin’ twerp and
i’m steady tryna hypnotize these lames like they was some serpents
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