(Verse 1: Lil Grimm)
Demons in the night, yes I'm going for my evil ----
-----------I'm cold so I pick up --------
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Evil spirit, catch a spell now it's running through my head
--- look up in the sky you'll see what do I see
Is it a bird, is it a plane, demons -------
---------------------------- n***as --- inside of my trunk
Red Dog take his body while I start ---------
Out there, messed up, about to snort that holy dope
Please don't try to run cause I got that infra-red scope
Into my motherf**ing dome
Told you hoes to leave me alone
Quiet n***a in the corner, but I keep my big -----
While I'm in the corner ------------
Slice that ho
Looking at me with my f**ing chainsaw
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Hi my name is Grim, welcome to my crucifix
It is my f**ing graveyard, catch you with no light
Quick to k** a n***a with no trigger f**ing sight
But I'm kind of f**ed up, and I can't think straight
Red Dog help me through this misery because I'm loosing faith
Having bad dreams when the clock is midnight
Demons grab my back, ease my soul, don't try to fight
When my soul rise from the darkness of my graveyard
Come along and join with me to a night of ------
Having suicidal thoughts, should I grab my f**ing life
Or just pace ----------------------------------
(Verse 2: Red Dog)
n***as come to my graveyard, n***as --------------
------------- drinking liquor why I keep my trigger
-------- I don't know so don't ask me why
Wicked trick, evil sh**, all at the same time
Wicked f**ing crucifix, this n***a creeping to the night
With the f**ing gauge on the rage, but I see the light
----------- for me, will I see reality
Demons try take my soul, damn I know I feel cold
Tore the body, scatter, shatter into pieces just like ---
Me and Grim are snatching f**ing head
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------------------ from their neck
I do this sh** for self-respect
When I k** a b**h you know that a n***a got to keep his motherf**ing rep
Motherf**ing Glock is co*ked
---------------------------- of f**ing trick
Sometimes I think of suicide, just k** myself in bloody ---
Take my f**ing balls out there, I lock myself in the closet b**h
Reminisce on how I murder n***a, shot em in the dick
Enter them n***as --- them demons telling me to go committed these crimes
n***as with triggers, them c**aine dealers ------------------
------- just thinking of homicide mixed with the suicide
So I go k** a ----- wa**up Lil Grim (My n***a don't know)
Should I go ------ (Just stanging that ho)
I stang on the b**h -----------------
-------------------- before I get mad
------------------------ to his head
Like I said just before, this n***a must don't know me well
And I co*ked the ammo back, the bullets hits your f**ing ---
Evil showing me the truth they telling me what's right or wrong
Telling me who's about to live and n***as ---- hair and bones
Fire in my heart because them n***as try to test me this
Head just start a spinorama, shoulders ---------
--- he's got my back, --- with that fire sack
Grim's is cutting b**hes head, we talking but mostly dead
Only with the infra-red, none of them n***as good or bad
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(Verse 3: Lil Grimm)
Black Magic, voodoo power
Catch a spell of phony tricks
Yes I'm kind of crazy since you n***as ------
Step up to a n***a if you wanna see some f**ing sport
Yes my graveyard is made for you s**as play hard
Yes you f**ing s**as can't --------------------
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Look into my soul, once again I can't see the light
Bad dreams keep my eyes open, demons got my sight
Fifteen n***as ready to k**, still trill n***as don't feel
The Darkside coming up and you know Lil Grimm ------
So watch your back n***a cause I might take your f**ing soul
Everclear up in my system but my blood runs ice cold
The tale that you heard of -------------------
Keeping it --- chop the mic, snatch your body cause it's getting deeper
(Verse 4: Red Dog)
Everytime I close my eyes, the visions --- to my mind
Evil thoughts ----
A n***a with a mastermind you never heard a thing like this
I'm the type of n***as that will beat you dead upon this b**h
9 millimeter ---, ready to pop and drop these hoes
n***a constantly talking junk, mayne these n***as must don't know
Demons creeping while I'm sleeping, then I take my f**ing pump
Bullets start to drop ------ while I drop these f**ing punks
Eighty percent of these n***as are scared
Twenty percent of these n***as are dead
When I --------------------------
(Verse 5: Lil Grim)
One two, come for you
Three four, lock your door
Five six, crucifix
Seven eight, -------
Nine ten, Mac 10, aiming at you and your friend
Eleven twelve, meet your d**h
(Creepin to my chamber ---------)
(Verse 6: Red Dog)
That's the definition of a nine with seventeen shots
Pop pop pop you get dropped, you get tore right on that block
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Devil sh**, that's my ---------------
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