Budd Dwyer - Durango '95 (A Real Horror $how) lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Christ] Evil spirits taking over now they running through my head Telling me grip that f**ing gun Telling pop that f**ing lead It's a bird, it's a plane No, it's Satan in the flesh I'm that dead mother f**er steady smoking on that d**h Satanic holy ghost Snort that holy dope Infrared scope with that dot right on your throat I'm that scarecrow in the corner Welcome to my crucifixion Graveyard living Murder itching Don't be superstitious Demons got my back, I don't even fight now Black magic Voodoo power $uicide's exciting now see? [Verse 2: Yung Plague] I'd rather take a nap after I turn a blunt to ash Creeping cracker on the chronic Feeling like a Velociraptor Pulling of the patch, but I ain't taking off the f**ing mask Heard 'em gasp Closed their mouth with the f**ing gat's blast Can't rap about a fine dime's a** no more G*59 where the beast's signs fine f** a feast, I'm fine dying Life gave me lemons, but I want a f**ing lime Ain't got the time to die trying b**h, I know I'll die alone Either in a ditch or on a throne Either way in a pit I'm being thrown Everything is nothing and I'm f**ing decomposed