Bobby Gritz - The 6Kness lyrics

[Hook 2X: Bobby Gritz] You like the darkness you like the sickness/ You like it when I spit that 666 sh** I know you like it when I talk about the devil/ Dizzy Deuce & Bobby Gritz we are 2 motherf**in' rebels [Verse 1: Dizzy Deuce] Sittin' in my room with a gun to my head/ Drinkin', poppin' pills & there's a hooker on my bed Steady contemplating should I even take my life/ Or do it nice & slow with a razor or a knife I don't even know why I wanna k** myself/ Oh yeah that's right I don't wanna k** anybody else Wait a minute why the f** am I being so nice/ I should just turn around & take the hookers life Turn around baby let me eat it from the back/ From under the bed I grab a baseball bat Bash her f**in' head in & watch her die/ I don't think she'll mind if I cum inside Bust a couple nuts now I'm lookin' around/ There's blood everywhere from the ceiling to the ground I really don't know what to do now/ If this was a house I'd burn this f**er down But f** it I'mma chop her a** in to pieces/ Ride around the country avoiding polices Dump a body part in every other city/ From New York to Crescent City Stop by the Bama & get my n***a Gritz/ Along with Psycho & Diamond the 6Kness click 4 motherf**ers that will k** at will/ & don't trust the oral contraceptive pill [Hook 2X: Bobby Gritz] You like the darkness you like the sickness/ You like it when I spit that 666 sh** I know you like it when I talk about the devil/ Dizzy Deuce & Bobby Gritz we are 2 motherf**in' rebels [Verse 2: Dizzy Deuce] Made it out to Cali & got rid of the body/ Now we tryna chill & f** a couple of hotties I see a couple skanks they approaching the whip/ Lookin' dehydrated they wanna get it in Diamond talkin' to the skanks that gon' meet us at the crib/ Hopefully we ain't gonna have another repeat of the sh** A knock on the door 4 big tittie b**hes/ They wanna get it in with all 36 inches I ain't got time to explain that algorithm/ But they all said they into sadomasochism Ecstasy & Caribou she's fired up/ Time to take her to the room & tie her up She like gettin' hit with the whip she like gettin' hit with the co*k/ Shorty told me to give her the fist so the b**h got rocked Now she's screamin' & cryin' yellin' un-tie me/ You must be wildin' tonight you're dyin' Ya have no idea what ya got into/ f**in' with 4 n***as that each got issues She lookin' at me like I'm crazy/ When I said I love you baby What you think baby girl it's a joke/ So I kissed her on the lips then slit her throat [Hook 2X: Bobby Gritz] You like the darkness you like the sickness/ You like it when I spit that 666 sh** I know you like it when I talk about the devil/ Dizzy Deuce & Bobby Gritz we are 2 motherf**in' rebels