letra de hell's gate - keze
[hook]
b-tch, i’m at h-ll’s gate, knockin’ on the motherf-ckin’ door
the sirens gettin’ louder, the bodies hit the floor
b-tch, i’m at your neck, like some f-ckin’ rope
wrapped around all up on your f-ckin’ throat, see your lifeless eyes as you f-ckin’ choke
b-tch, i’m a goat, disrespect me, you gon’ see what i motherf-ckin’ tote
make your soul float, while your soul joins me down at h-ll’s gate, b-tch you know
[verse 1]
the skies are filled with blood and tie-dye
angels in the sky, destruction of the city
neo-tokyo, all up in they eyes
see the people cry, the day of reckoning is here
and they f-ckin’ terrified, and they f-ckin’ terrified
not knowin’ it’s the last day that they ever gonna feel alive
streets fallin’ apart, skin meltin’ to the asphalt
not a single thought hold up in they skull
like some gunshots, devil on they f-ckin’ block
i’m the devil and i make the sh-t pop off
homie whack as f-ck, i make the sh-t sound off
like a motherf-ckin’ weather warning, yeah, you f-ckin’ know it’s hot
[hook]
b-tch, i’m at h-ll’s gate, knockin’ on the motherf-ckin’ door
the sirens gettin’ louder, the bodies hit the floor
b-tch, i’m at your neck, like some f-ckin’ rope
wrapped around all up on your f-ckin’ throat, see your lifeless eyes as you f-ckin’ choke
b-tch, i’m a goat, disrespect me, you gon’ see what i motherf-ckin’ tote
make your soul float, while your soul joins me down at h-ll’s gate, b-tch you know
[verse 2]
to the doc who gave my dad medication, know your f-ckin’ name
i got your medication in the form of a simple hit and run
in the back, i got some motherf-ckin’ guns
to the kid that tried to drown me three times, this gun gon’ give you the f-ckin’ peace sign
cut your soul in half, make you fly high
boot to your neck, now you’ve f-ckin’ died
i am the intruder in your house
i am the threat that they talkin’ ’bout
alternate version of a f-ckin’ god
others claim they are, they are just a fraud
jacob’s ladder and i’m f-ckin’ climbin’ high
praise be to me, the highest in the sky
if they don’t, then they gon’ f-ckin’ die
don’t test me, i am that guy
put the blood on like some face paint, i make your f-ckin’ body turn grey
i don’t give a f-ck what you gotta say, so don’t you wanna f-ckin’ mess with me
i turn a body into ashes, thin air, blank stare, chainsaw to your f-ckin’ hair
b-tch, i don’t care
[instrumental outro]
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