The Devil's Ransom lyrics

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]

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 missing'

I'm in the kitchen, twitching', I need a fix my skin is itching'

I took a piss in public, got a misdemeanor

I'm cheap, I take a bitch to Arby's, get her chicken fingers

Twisting' some reefer, got her twisted to demeanor

They kick me out of Sunday school for hitting' the preacher

Started drinking gasoline cause I'm sick of tequila

I'll eat through the fucking speakers and shoot at your teacher

My high is coming down, feel like I'm a finna crash

Go on a killing spree, and murder rappers with Vinnie Paz

(Ahah! Jarren Benton! What up Vinnie!?)

[Hook: Lawrence Arnell] (x2)

I guess you thinking' this what you built for

You killed a couple lines, homie we done killed more

You want to battle, we brought a war

Break out the chain mail, swing a fucking sword

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]

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 Gyrone why you have to be amazing for it

Take the Whitney out, and bump the cutter like we playing ball

[Hook: Lawrence Arnell] (x2)

[Outro]

(Sinister laughs)

Swing a fucking sword...

(Sinister laughs)

You want to battle, we brought a war

Break out the chain mail, swing a fucking sword

(Sinister laughs)