Graveyard Productions - Black Magic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1: Lil Grimm)
Demons in the night, yes I'm going for my evil ----
-----------I'm cold so I pick up --------
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Evil spirit, catch a spell now it's running through my head
--- look up in the sky you'll see what do I see
Is it a bird, is it a plane, demons -------
---------------------------- niggas --- inside of my trunk
Red Dog take his body while I start ---------
Out there, messed up, about to snort that holy dope
Please don't try to run cause I got that infra-red scope
Into my motherfucking dome
Told you hoes to leave me alone
Quiet nigga in the corner, but I keep my big -----
While I'm in the corner ------------
Slice that ho
Looking at me with my fucking chainsaw
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Hi my name is Grim, welcome to my crucifix
It is my fucking graveyard, catch you with no light
Quick to kill a nigga with no trigger fucking sight
But I'm kind of fucked up, and I can't think straight
Red Dog help me through this misery because I'm loosing faith
Having bad dreams when the clock is midnight
Demons grab my back, ease my soul, don't try to fight
When my soul rise from the darkness of my graveyard
Come along and join with me to a night of ------
Having suicidal thoughts, should I grab my fucking life
Or just pace ----------------------------------

(Verse 2: Red Dog)
Niggas come to my graveyard, niggas --------------
------------- drinking liquor why I keep my trigger
-------- I don't know so don't ask me why
Wicked trick, evil shit, all at the same time
Wicked fucking crucifix, this nigga creeping to the night
With the fucking gauge on the rage, but I see the light
----------- for me, will I see reality
Demons try take my soul, damn I know I feel cold
Tore the body, scatter, shatter into pieces just like ---
Me and Grim are snatching fucking head
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------------------ from their neck
I do this shit for self-respect
When I kill a bitch you know that a nigga got to keep his motherfucking rep
Motherfucking Glock is cocked
---------------------------- of fucking trick
Sometimes I think of suicide, just kill myself in bloody ---
Take my fucking balls out there, I lock myself in the closet bitch
Reminisce on how I murder nigga, shot em in the dick
Enter them niggas --- them demons telling me to go committed these crimes
Niggas with triggers, them cocaine dealers ------------------
------- just thinking of homicide mixed with the suicide
So I go kill a ----- wassup Lil Grim (My nigga don't know)
Should I go ------ (Just stanging that ho)
I stang on the bitch -----------------
-------------------- before I get mad
------------------------ to his head
Like I said just before, this nigga must don't know me well
And I cocked the ammo back, the bullets hits your fucking ---
Evil showing me the truth they telling me what's right or wrong
Telling me who's about to live and niggas ---- hair and bones
Fire in my heart because them niggas try to test me this
Head just start a spinorama, shoulders ---------
--- he's got my back, --- with that fire sack
Grim's is cutting bitches head, we talking but mostly dead
Only with the infra-red, none of them niggas good or bad
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(Verse 3: Lil Grimm)
Black Magic, voodoo power
Catch a spell of phony tricks
Yes I'm kind of crazy since you niggas ------
Step up to a nigga if you wanna see some fucking sport
Yes my graveyard is made for you suckas play hard
Yes you fucking suckas can't --------------------
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Look into my soul, once again I can't see the light
Bad dreams keep my eyes open, demons got my sight
Fifteen niggas ready to kill, still trill niggas don't feel
The Darkside coming up and you know Lil Grimm ------
So watch your back nigga cause I might take your fucking soul
Everclear up in my system but my blood runs ice cold
The tale that you heard of -------------------
Keeping it --- chop the mic, snatch your body cause it's getting deeper

(Verse 4: Red Dog)
Everytime I close my eyes, the visions --- to my mind
Evil thoughts ----
A nigga with a mastermind you never heard a thing like this
I'm the type of niggas that will beat you dead upon this bitch
9 millimeter ---, ready to pop and drop these hoes
Nigga constantly talking junk, mayne these niggas must don't know
Demons creeping while I'm sleeping, then I take my fucking pump
Bullets start to drop ------ while I drop these fucking punks
Eighty percent of these niggas are scared
Twenty percent of these niggas are dead
When I --------------------------

(Verse 5: Lil Grim)
One two, come for you
Three four, lock your door
Five six, crucifix
Seven eight, -------
Nine ten, Mac 10, aiming at you and your friend
Eleven twelve, meet your death
(Creepin to my chamber ---------)

(Verse 6: Red Dog)
That's the definition of a nine with seventeen shots
Pop pop pop you get dropped, you get tore right on that block
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Devil shit, that's my ---------------
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