Vinnie Paz, Jarren Benton, Lawrence Arnell - The Devil's Ransom lyrics

Yeah, sniffing Oxycontins to medicate
I'll cut your fucking head off then
I lick the machete blade
I'm so unorthodox that a pussy
Get torn out the box
Body parts inside the freezer
Never let the corpses rot
Yeah!, Don't like bitches, did he talk a lot?
I spit a couple lines
And got this trick up out her halter top
Mr benton, Amber alert your bitch is missin'
I'm in the kitchen, twitchin'
I need a fix my skin is itchin'
I took a piss in public, got a misdemeanor
I'm cheap, I take a bitch to Arby's
Get her chicken fingers
Twistin' some reefer
Got her twisted to demeanor
They kick me out of Sunday
School for hittin' the preacher
Started drinking gasoline cause I'm
Sick of tequila
I'll eat through the fucking speakers
And shoot at ya teacher
My high is coming down
Feel like I'mma finna crash
Go on a killing spree
And murder rappers with Vinnie Paz
(Ahah! Jarren Benton! What up Vinnie!?)

I guess you thinkin' this what you built for
You killed a couple lines
Homie we done killed more
You wanna battle, we brought a war
Break out the chain mail
Swing a fucking sword
I guess you thinkin' this what you built for
You killed a couple lines
Homie we done killed more
You wanna battle, we brought a war
Break out the chain mail
Swing a fucking sword

You give a mother fucker an inch
She take a yard that just mean I'm have to
Rearrange her faith in God
I'm robbing every mother fucker
Making Satan starve
Create a spell inside the gates of hell
And take his job
The drums is always mad heavy
And the bass is hard
How are you pulling all the strings
You got a fake guitar
Wild cowboy, punch you in your facial part
I drink my liquor from a
Mother fucking mason jar
I shine when I rhyme
Like a mother nature star
You pussies always backing up like
You was David Carr
Give me the weakest fucking beat
And I can make it raw
Performing heart surgery with
A serrated sword
Not even Frank Ocean is afraid of y'all
Matter fact, he's taking off his shirt so
He can bathe with y'all
A'yo Jarren why you have to be amazing for it
Take the Whitney out
And bump the cutter like we playing ball

I guess you thinkin' this what you built for
You killed a couple lines
Homie we done killed more
You wanna battle, we brought a war
Break out the chain mail
Swing a fucking sword
I guess you thinkin' this what you built for
You killed a couple lines
Homie we done killed more
You wanna battle, we brought a war
Break out the chain mail
Swing a fucking sword

(Sinister laughs) swing a fucking sword
(Sinister laughs)
You wanna battle, we brought a war
Break out the chain mail
Swing a fucking sword (Sinister laughs)