B-Tite - Devilz Nyte lyrics

(Wicked Sick Productions) [Intro] Yeah you know who it is, Lord Infamous The motherf**ing Scarecrow Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter Yeah, Wicked Sick Productions Hoodklan, ratchet with a hatchet (Lil Jack boy, Manson, Wicked Sick) (Devil's Night, Strife Abaddon...) [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Readin' the satanic bible Loadin' the twenty gauge up with the double aught bucks Snort me a molly and blastin' the gun to intestines You have to wear a sh** bag you f** Infamous (?) a cannibal animal Paint me a portrait from blood that you spill Scarecrow the terrible is makin' (?) bust And I (?) ram that b**h up your a** for real Double barrel gauge straight to bone marrow Send you in flight like a sparrow Explosive tips on bow and arrow Bore your meat in my ghetto The devil whispers in my ear, tells me to do brutal sh** The only thing about it: I can not seem to resist [Verse 2: Lil Jack] f** you mean I ain't real n***a? Ridin' 'round with these real n***as I got alotta n***as that'll k** n***a I'm on half a pill with that steel n***a My n***as steal n***as, they wanna play hard But I say f** the world, n***a stay hard Pistol whip em till the bell's broke Got the .40 cal, I ain't never broke Bloody shovel, but we don't stress hoe Gun smoke, plenty gun smoke Doctors they try to keep a monster youngster k** up a bunch of b**hes, I'm a monster Butcher knife on a f**ing rocket launcher Kick in the door, decapitate they mamas Mamas, brothers, sisters, and uncles Wicked Sick, the devil's sent me to hunt ya [Verse 3: Valtiel] Everyday is Halloween let's darken up the scenery It's feeding me and eating me alive to let the demon breathe Writing for the winter full of wonder Captivating inner spirit here To calculate the blood it spilt this summer Feeling the rush like a waterfall (bodyparts!) Hell will be coming for each evil one of us Fueled the wick for the wicked heart spark Drop shocked lost to the cause A door you can't cross The angel inside the electric chair locked in despair Watch but not stare blocking the glare Call to your God offer a prayer Is someone there? Demonic or Christian A daemon or mystic I can't tell a difference Occult, esoteric you're walking the limits I haunt with the bark of black dog On full moon I come visit [Verse 4: Dosia Demon] I will welcome you to hell, on wicked sick devil's night With so many evil thoughts, my mind has never been right It's not time to trick or treat, so you better lock your door As I walk up to your house I hope you're prepared for war You have taken your last breath They won't hear you when you scream Through the darkness, I'm in the wind Just another evil scheme I'm still surrounded by redruM I've never had to look that far I don't give a f** about you Or who the f** you think you are [Verse 5: Scoot Pimp] Mortuaries filled with victims Standing, crying on the phone If you f** with this right here Better leave that sh** on the phone Turn you to casualty's Bodies be scattering and leave 'em dismembered That's off of the dome This for the people who thinking they k**ing Your shadow can get it I told you I'm gone Man I see them on the east side, see them on the west side b**hes looking scared so they got play suicide Running again and I hopped over the gate Tripped his a** up, barbed wires to the face He fell on his stomach, I stomped on his back Pulled out my knife and then put that sh** back I don't want to be the k**er but the devil called me back [Verse 6: Young Thug] C'est la nuit des morts-vivants (?) de plus captivant N'espère pas de survivants On te lacére sur ton divan Tes soufflé (?) lentement Avec plusieurs rituels On leur déchire les prunelles ça peut nous suffire amplement (?) (?) compliment On se fout de vos opinions On extrait vos deux poumons Pour les manger goulûment Réunion de désaxé sur Se docile track ténébreux On met le feux et danse Autour d'un tas de corps carbonisé [Verse 7: Lil Prod] Lil P'z, le fantôme de l'opéra Sur le temple Devilz Nyte Saisie sur le mic je pose ma gale Dans cette ruche écarlate Comme un schizophrène égarer J'appréhende dans la discretion Sans façon ni leçon juste la chanson Cherchant donc ma rémission écoute dans la nuit Les voix venu de l'enfer D'un fond de décibel J'actionne le carousel Car je suis né chez La clique mortelle Pas de conscience pathétique Au cour des quel tu deviendras Le miracle Je signe le testament Pour sortire tout en douce Du Devilz Nyte [Verse 8: C-Rock] Wicked sickness tickin' Ten inch blade and you just gon' witness No longer limpin', non-existent C-Rockafella in this b**h, you got me pissed man This is it man, you walkin' away Ain't no money in the rap-game, bust the AK Robbin' n***as in the night, the devil look in my face Should I shot him in the (?) Through his ... bodie is layed I'm crazy ... Tell me what you gonna do when I'm murdering you? Blast ... blood starts ooze ... to choose Cut out your tongue, pull out your nails One by one till I pull out the drill Holes in your knee cap need to be filled Salt in your wound and your flesh I will peel Motherf**er I'm ill, motherf**er I'm ill [Verse 9: Evil Pimp] Watch how I get away on trick or treat Got the mask on my face for this halloween fright Stangin' like bumble bee, grimfully, humbly Come on the scene and I spoil your night (?) visually, come it's da brutally murder Cause I got nothin' but hate in my heart Run through the wood but it does you no good Just like you in a movie your carnage as it start You gone be my victim Mane, a victim of a deadly chrome Lights around your home, go out No dire tone come from yo phone Cut your core, swing with the sword You paid a price you can't avoid Make you greave and yo punka** family Talk to your a** through the Ouija board [Verse 10: Strife Abaddon] [Verse 11: B-Tite] [Verse 12: Seer the Reaper] (GO!) night time ride with the mask And a trick-or-treat bag but I got no candy, nah Imma tell you once and for and all, if you try to talk sh** Wash up where's it's sandy Devilz Nyte b**h and it's time for the mission My usher destruction to back up my ranting Sickest individual abide by the principles The Devil Shyt deep down in my heart chanting Creepin' out on Devilz Nyte Big fat blunt and a weapon concealed Three A.M, October thirty-first And I try to find someone to k**, never heal Stabbing you up in the stomach Your blood get to gushing, and rushing out fast Exhuming yo whole f**in' body Demonic possession, eternal tormenting the last [Verse 13: Z-$trike] Walking in the night, you're all alone I've got my eye on you You hear a voice in the distance and you're on the (?) (I'm a k**er) To be up this late at night, it's almost Twelve a clock (?) Satan around the f**ing gclock You see me jump out in front with a f**ing gun I shoot him twice in the head, you've got nowhere to run Until this day no one knows who did the k**ing That's no reason why at night you have a bad feeling [Verse 14: Nightmare] I created all this drama f**ing you up and causing you trauma Stole these limbs all up in my face Infected with demons and leaving no trace Murdered my own, cause i'm losing my soul Put your life in my hands, so i take control End this dawn of this new life Sent to heaven, you pay the price I am the end of this here evil And in plain sight, i'm just too evil Committed a felon, and using the weapons I'm slicing your head and leaving you dead That's what happens to your b**h Won't hesitate to k** a snitch Run and hide, so i can find you That's the game that I will play And burn these bodies with no (?limb?) I stay possessed so i'm a demon And with Satan i pledge allegiance [Verse 15: Lil Loco, a.k.a Locodunit] n***a be't not f** with me, who you 'posed to be? Got your hoe on me, got the dro in me, got the four in me And I popped that son b**h easily Holding your b**h boy hostage n***a better ... pockets Get down n***a or lay down That's when we treat that sh** like (?) ... n***a I don't play 'round n***a better know I got the K round Spray 'round, no sound, (?) down Take a sip of crown (?) crime ... I'mma just pull the trigger Let my youngin' get ya [Verse 16: Hurricane] [Verse 17: Young EP] (?) b**h panic I'm 'bout to go satanic It's Devil's Night and I'm f**ing up everyone n***a, it's so f**ing tragic I'll make these bustas disappear f** fast with automatics The hook on the auto attack f** all the n***as with anna, cause static I'm ripping your head and feeding it to starving gruesome In the pit of my chambers I guard 'em locked up in a cage A victim of my anger Your life - in danger Throw your corpse on a meat hook I'll leaving you hanging, swinging back and forth This sh** got stranger My lyrical sk** is of record breaking I got your f**ing machete shaking I will cook your organs, and record up on camera An evil n***a in the f**ing making [Verse 18: Razakel] This ain't the night he came home This is the night she came home All I wanna do is tear your flesh up ... get your guts, play with your bones It's carved in stone I'm the wickedest b**h sittin' in the throne Murder on my mind all the time No other b**h get in my zone Happy Halloween Raz' is here to make you suffer and bleed I've got the garden of d**h And I'm looking at you to be my new seed ... I'm the face of evil, the face of greed Don't fight cause you gon' fail I will win and will succeed [Verse 19: Phrozt] [Verse 20: Heaven] На дне глубоко Подумай о другом В этот Хэллоуин Правит город Бор(??? Bor is city in Russia) Задаёт закон мне и правила свои Нету на письме Зло живёт внутри! Почувствуй его Ощути власть Горе, боль Смех или радость Оно велико! Имеет много ли? От страха своего Пытаешься скрыться! [Verse 21: REB] Midnight is my favorite night And I'm gonna to do what's right Stay awake cause I'm a monster On this night I am the hunter You are nothing but my f**ing prey And it is time to make you pay I'm stalking you like a rape Better find your f**ing fate They haven't caught me because I have no pattern Gonna take a knife and carve your head like a Jack-o-Lantern Better watch your sorry a** cause I am the devil If you can not tell, I am the f**ing rebel [Verse 22: Laser] [Verse 23: The BG] Man I'm comin' with insanity Man I'm 'bout to f** up wings Smoke dro, eyes low It's hotter runnin' through my veins Ain't no shame in my game Devil Shyt gots me insane k** a hoe and f** a homie Make sure yo whole click know my name My game, oh they tighter than a fox a** Du bist so klein, man du pa**t in einen Fruchtzwerg Schneide dich gemein klein, große Stücke, f** that Für Opfer wie dich brauch man jede Menge Duct Tape [Verse 24: Ill V] [Verse 25: E-Dirty] Walking through the k**ing fields… (Walking through the k**ing fields) Your nightmare is oh so real… (Your nightmare is oh so real) The torture night has just begun… (Torture night has just begun) The devil's pissed and here he comes.. (The devil's pissed and here he comes) The possession is real and yo soul is fake All of this hatred, you will intake Pain and delusion are filling your heart I will put you to d**h and I read 'bout his mind Blood with shed at the cost of your life I'll murder your kids, and I'll slaughter your wife Cut off your limbs and I'm f**ing the corpse That's a everyday thing, no regrets, no remorse [Verse 26: Menace, a.k.a Fatal Thirteen] Annihilate the victim, dominate your fate Bodies turn cold from the hand of disembrace k**-face on the murderer, you can run and hide Stalkin' like I'm Michael, I'mma walk and take my time Never gonna rest 'til I put you in your grave Put the knife into your chest, blood drippin' from the blade Sacrifice the fallen, homicide is all I know I hear the voices callin' when I send 'em down below [Verse 27: Moneymaxxx] Die Unterwelt kommt wieder mal zusammen Auf ein Posse-Track hörst du immer meinen Namen Denn der Moneymaxxx malt das Pentagramm An die Wand und er zündet die Kerzen an Denn die Leute sie verschwinden an Helloween Unterschreiben bei dem Teufel so wie Menowin In der Nacht kommt der Ha** und er packt dich beim Schopf In dein Mund kommt der Lauf und du schmeckst meine Glock! Polizei (?) diese Mutterficker renn' in meine Wohnung Ich muss sie noch bisschen foltern Danach muss ich sie belohnen Meine Brüder wollen die Knochen, machen fiese Rituale Man die Kürbisse, sie brennen, leben wie ein Kannibale Und ich esse dein Fleisch und ich esse dein Herz Und mit deinen kleinen Finger schreibe ich dann diesen Vers Die Dämonen kommen aus der Dunkelheit und packen dich Ich kann sie leider nur beschwören wenn die Nacht anbricht [Verse 28: Yung Trigg] [Verse 29: Lady K] [Verse 30: Mykie Kara G'z] [Verse 31: Drastic] Serial k**er cold, bodies buried, ditches full Jack on a (?) and (?) you all (?) pull the trigger, don't tempt me I'll take you out like John Kennedy Take you out the picture with the ... Under the skin, what's inside? oh yes Gotta be Put you to sleep like poppy seeds That's for (?) f**in' dummies Who think they can touch me [Verse 32: Mr. Sinista] Mr. Sinista, call me the minister Cause to me all of you hoes shall repent Never... Make sure that you will reside in a ditch ... [Verse 33: Lex Talionis] Days are gettin' shorter, nights are gettin' colder Sun is settin' sooner than it has been for the last few months And I'm just bettin' these dying leafs upon these trees Will help me build the perfect fire Tell me like ways to destroy human race Also ... will become (?) my new empire Wanna watch the world burn ... my throne as the king of these ashes But I gotta start from the bottom So I'm walkin' around with gasoline and these matches By the time that I'm finished I wanna trigger the war between hell and heaven So you better open your ears and listen for trumpets Cause I'm sounding all seven [Verse 34: Da Menace] [Verse 35: Dopey G] [Verse 36: Doc West] Doc West comin' with the evil flow (?) California, the 3-1-0 Shoot 'em with the Ruger or the six Shoot 'em ... [Verse 37: Devo] [Verse 38: Murda Clown] Keiner deiner Leute versteht unsere Bedeutung Zeig mir mal dein Records, kommt mir vor wie eine Boy-Group Murda' Clown bleibt immer k**er, wird nicht zur Enttäuschung Frag nicht wer ich bin, ich bin aus jedem eine Kreuzung Alle deine Worte werden nicht wahrgenommen, denn Wie ich Schmerzen (?) kenn' ist die westliche Welt Von Kameras übersät, ich bin nicht weiter existent Nur noch potenzieller Verbrecher (zwei) Polizeireviere die mich ständig anvisieren Wollen sich wieder mal amüsieren Doch die ... ihre Straße ein Ihre Zeit ist vorbei, dieser Pein wird verteilt Dennoch zeig mir das Leid: ich bin high aber nicht frei Auf dieser Erde, deshalb nutz' ich Halloween Als Tag der Propaganda, wir befinden uns im Krieg Zieh die Maske über, schieß auf die Politik Denn für sie ist das alles nur ein Spiel auf Sieg [Verse 39: Shadow]