Possessed Songtext
von Kris Kasanova

Possessed Songtext

Uh, Demons attack me while I'm sleeping
steady breaching, but they reaching what I'm seeking.
Death, is that my only option?
Gun up in my waist, face covered up in stocking.
What's popping? Chilling, illing, dealing, blood spilling from your noggin. Open up the devil's knocking.
Any Christ, if your Mary is a virgin tell her hold her panties tight, and kiss granny goodnight!
Crucifix, I'm victim. Voices talk, I choose to listen.
Used to a be Christian, now I'm ... I be illing
I be grilling while I'm ... like that head on head collision
Spitting venom. Got a spark of Arsen in him.
Dark is in him, I'm possessed!
Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh.
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
Walking through the valley of death
... got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
Call specialist, read Exodus.
Get the exorcist, get the devil out of Kris.
Eyes roll so lift, total eciplse.
Handle my dick as my head spins around and shit.
Threw up on this bitch's clitoris
Told her Im sicker than syphilis
I wouldn't get rid of it.
Ridiculous how Im ripping shit, Im a god nigger
Me and my squad nigger, send me through them Synagogues nigger,


Pack the gat lately. Off safety, who wanna play me?
Motherfucker I spit fire, Lucifer, Christopher,
MC Attire Am I that demon dropping out my chest
As Im walking through the valley of death
Motherfucker Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
Walking through the valley of death
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
got me feeling like Im possessed
like Im possessed
And now Im feeling like a monster going bonkers.
Back and forth to Yonkers, body in the trunk
Aint nothing new shit has been there for months
Back seat bumping got it smelling like a dump.
Who want it? God body, hard body.
I'm in your hood probably. Pulling off on...
They say what you want, papi?
Won't stop until Nia long top me.
On my mob shit I'm John Gotti.
I be up in your party like Im bout to kick some ass.
Kas the asshole, sonic Castro smell my cash flow, I be in your hoe ...
Cant hold me, you pink pussies act like you know me
proper shit, my old bitch just shoot like
Im not a crook, just another niggers from homie wassup?

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