XHELLCOR - 93 Lyrics

Hell on earth shit
Hell on earth shit
Hell on earth shit
Was feelin worthless

Pussies riding waves
I generate tsunamis
Ten years ahead of y'all
Beefin with me folly
Do this till I'm killed
Pills filled my body
Doing what I will
A star was born in Scotty

Pussies riding waves
I generate tsunamis
A hundred years ahead of y'all
Beefin with me folly
Do this till I'm killed
Realest feelin godly
Doing what I will
Mr. Aleister Crowley

Rip it
Too flippant
Been drippin different
Know the flow propitious
Tear em apart so prodigious
Miss him nah my clips pick friction
Fuck it
Why duck em
When I'm above him
Got my army summoned
Tuckin
I'll buck him
Without a seconds thought
I fuckin love it
Cold motherfucker
No troll motherfucker
Mean what I say
Too old motherfucker
Thirty three
Heard of me
He should be scurred of me
Dirty deeds
We so past words
Don't deserve courtesy
The apocalypse
Yo metropolis
Blown to bits
I'll cop to this
That I'm not well in the head
XHELL been turned a red
Let's put this shit to bed
I know that I'm best
Ever
Endeavors
So clever
Better
X the drama setter
Rebel
Will settle
Petty disputes
Who wanna test this meddle
Gettin chubby's
Funny how everybody so chummy
Buddy buddy WW three
My siege will leave yo city hungry
Gully when I spit
One hundee X so legit
No assist shooter shit
Piss rappers
Don't make my list
Ominous
Zero tolerance
Somethin
Want me anonymous
Not moderate
Full throttle it
Vape yo ass
Building Solomon
Demonic
Hypersonic
Scott high
Off the hydroponics
Chronic conflict
Lost my conscious
Colossus choppa's
Poppin non stop now

Pussies riding waves
I generate tsunamis
Ten years ahead of y'all
Beefin with me folly
Do this till I'm killed
Pills fill my body
Doing what I will
A star was born in Scotty

Pussies riding waves
I generate tsunamis
A hundred years ahead of y'all
Beefin with me folly
Do this till I'm killed
Realest feelin godly
Doing what I will
Mr. Aleister Crowley

Ninety three
One world trade
Dropping bombs of e
Prodigy, wreaking havoc
Hell on earth I see
Covid
Depression
Omens and lessons
Recession in session
Cullen the herd
High as a bird
I am so absurd
Sullen with words
Slip and get burned
Hit you with the CERN
Believe it
I'll beat him
Feed him to dogs
Hopefully it seep in
Sleepin, hear beepin
Grim reaper creepin
Lose, y'all fucka's dreamin'
Makin plays
Willie Beaman
Don't believe in streamin
Willie Mays
I am a giant
We are not competin
Scars mixed with bars
Pluton bombs on Mars
This be the end of humanity
Sanity went ajar
Let's gooo
My flow will be taking charge, come on

Pussies riding waves
I generate tsunamis
Ten years ahead of y'all
Beefin with me folly
Do this till I'm killed
Pills fill my body
Doing what I will
A star was born in Scotty

Pussies riding waves
I generate tsunamis
A hundred years ahead of y'all
Beefin with me folly
Do this till I'm killed
Realest feelin godly
Doing what I will
Mr. Aleister Crowley
Ninety three