Possessed Songtext
von Kris Kasanova

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh

Demons attack me while I′m sleeping
Deacons steady preaching but ain't reaching what I′m seeking
Death, is that my only option?
Gun up in my waist, face covered up in stocking
What's poppin'? Chillin′, illin′, villain
Blood spillin' from your noggin
Open up, the Devil′s knockin'
Antichrist, if your Mary is a virgin
Tell her hold her panties tight and kiss granny goodnight
Crucifix, I′m who's the victim
Voices talk, I choose to listen
Used to be a Christian, now I′m loopy
I be illin', I be grinnin' while I′m sinnin′
Laugh at head-on-head collisions
Spittin' venom, gotta spark the arson
And I′m dark as sin, I'm all possessed


Blood in my blood, flesh in my flesh
Illin′, got me feelin' like I′m possessed
Got me feelin' like I'm possessed
Illin′, got me feelin′ like I'm possessed
Walkin′ through the valley of death
Illin', got me feelin′ like I'm possessed
Got me feelin′ like I'm possessed
Illin', got me feelin′ like I′m possessed

Cult specialist, read Exodus
Get the exorcist, get the Devil out of Chris
Eyes rolled, soul lift, solar eclipse
Hand on my dick as my head spins around the shit
Threw up on this bitch clitoris
Told her I'm sicker than syphilis, I wouldn′t get rid of it
Ridiculous how I'm rippin′ shit, I'm a god, nigga
Me and my squad, nigga, send me through them synagogues, nigga
360 Bad bitches all from Hades
Half babies, half crazy, have rabies
Act shady, liver sicker than Pat Swayze
Pack the gat lately, off safety, who wanna play me?
Motherfucker, I spit fire
Lucifer, Christopher, FC attire
Admire that demon jumpin′ out my chest
As I'm walkin' through that valley of death
Motherfucker, I′m possessed


Blood in my blood, flesh in my flesh
Illin′, got me feelin' like I′m possessed
Got me feelin' like I′m possessed
Illin', got me feelin′ like I'm possessed
Walkin' through that valley of death, shit
Illin′, got me feelin′ like I'm possessed
Got me feelin′ like I'm possessed
Got me feelin′
Shit, shit
Like I'm possessed
Like I′m possessed

And now I'm feelin' like a monster, goin′ bonkers
Back and forth to Yonkers, body in the trunk
Ain′t nothin' new, shoulda been there for months
Backseat bumpin′, got it smellin' like a dump
Who want it? God body, hard body
I′m in your hood probably, pullin' off all Rarri
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 I'm ′bout to kick some ass
Caster asshole, son of Castro
Swear my cash flow, I be in your home
Back door with four ecstasy capsules
Get you tackled in Tabernacles
Want me shackled but can′t hold me
You pink pussies, I'm King Kobe, act like you know me
Them ice grills, better stop it, bitch
I get you ice picked in your esophagus for poppin′ shit
My old bitch just shoot like Stojaković
Young nigga duckin' like a call me, call me Popovich
Two pieces, I′m not a crook
Just another nigga from Red Hook
Homie, what's up?