Death Note

[VERSE I]
The kinda mothafucka to stick it up on the [?]
Bitch you talkin bout my name then youll end up on a shirt
Shoulda never left it wrong then i came to fuck the game
Grabbin that [?] missile told em nothin but a lane
I dont even gotta say cause you know who to feed us
Take up that blade now cut him into peices
Fuckin with the Grey and i pillage and i treason
59 reasons stocked the murder season
Now god never let me get a prayer from the heavens
I bring it down, the wrath, leavin the bodies severed
I been slept on for too many years, but now its time
Take my fuckin spot boy, ill break yo fuckin spine
Demon with that blade, imma make your soul mine
Im quick with the steel, i promise im yo divine
Fuckin [?] ninjas, i dont really handle town
The set-up will still be sweet, the set-up will still be mine