Franky Black - The Exorcist Lyrics

Talk is cheap, hit you with some of these
I bet a grand you shit your dungarees
Head shot, body shot
I'ma watch your oxy leave
And I ain't talkin' cotton
Ray Robinson with this bob n weave
I'm from the Lou
Land of snakes, lies, thieves
Three-fifths of a man
Blood on the leaves
144k shit
And you ain't none of me
Don Black talkin' to ya
God speakin' through me
And don't you curse him or the pain will worsen
Tighten up my vices, exorcism is my only purpose
Raise my kundalini to castrate the curses of the serpent
I know your soul is burnin', mine is eternal
Smoke on that, nigga
Nigga
I know your soul is burnin', mine eternal
Nigga
I know your soul is burnin', mine is eternal