Bodies (Prod. OmenXIII)

Omen...

*****, I'm floating through your city and I'm posted on your block

OmenXIII Holy Ghostly, demigodly on my job

Acting tough, we know you not

Acting cold, we know you hot

We know you mad as **** when you see us pulling up into your spot

We know you just a *****, come lose some blood if you want

Come and run up on the king of demons from the underworld

Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor

I'ma show you what it means to really see a ****ing ghost

To meet your death in the flesh, if you really tryna press me

Lay you down, put you to rest, like the dog you wanna be

Like the ***** you really are

Skrrt, skrrt, ain't got no car

Bling-ow, bling-ow, got no chain though

Counting up money but I really know you ain't though

***** I really know you hate me 'cause I'm doing s**t you can't

'Cause I really make bands, 'cause I'm gonna make racks

I ain't worried 'bout that

'Cause the money gon' come then I'm really gon' eat

Or I'm just gonna die, aye

So let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor

Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor