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Hell Boy - Seth Sentry

Written by：Nic Martin/Styalz Fuego/Seth Sentry

So the greatest trick that the Devil ever pulled

Was convincin' the world he really weren't real for real

Yo how you think that makes me feel

Cause my favourite was when I tore that table cloth

From under your four course meal and none of it spilled

But I didn't even mean that trick

So I kick it on the floor like eat that sh*t

You better still leave that tip

Ah relax b**ch I ain't even get fired it was me that quit

There ain't no one on my level of malevolence none there's me that's it

I forgot how fun being devilish was and I'm relapsin'

So quick shorten my rehab stint that sh*t's boring I need that hit

Got withdrawals I itch for it my skin crawls and my fleas have ticks

I've been dormant just relaxing just ignoring these weak rappers

What are critics on your dick for

When my Pitchfork review reads like this

Man I been bad since I was just a little teenage imp

Puttin' secret sh*t in The Beatles hits that you can only hear

When you run the melody backwards

And I'm demented f**k around get your teeth smashed in buddy

Now let me see that grin

Someone else tellin' me I stink when I wreak havoc

I'ma kill bring the beat back in

Whoa damn this kid's d**e

Yo what's his name Mephisto

Well that's a shame yeah I switched it though

It's Hell Boy let's go

My spirit animals really a pterodactyl

With steel mechanical talons to snatch unaware rappers

Get dragged from your beds napping and yanked through the air backwards

Get ragdolled and spear tackled then strangled from weird angles I'm sayin'

I'm rude and nasty I'm super cocky yeah who can stop me

These dudes'll prolly spread rumours 'bout me f**k Illuminati I'll ruin their party

What ya looking at me for

That ain't my posse get off of that reefer

These rappers all selling their souls to me now all I want is a refund

Whoa damn this kid's d**e

Yo what's his name Mephisto

Well that's a shame yeah I switched it though

It's Hell Boy let's go

As a kid they called me Mephisto red imp at a blue light disco

Walk in with a cloud of thick smoke puff pentagrams and get brimstoned

Your chick all up on my pitch fork I take the soul if she sinful

My number's 666 call but down here I can't get get signal

Hello

Define comedy I'm funny as a funeral

Slapping struggle rappers right out of their uniforms

Your hubris humour is really not cute no more

Tour de force man you know wrap rings around you and your crew like

I opened a jewelry store

So cue the horns and I don't mean tubas

I more meant these deformities on my forehead keep ruining my human form

So I gotta snapback and

I glued it on hats off now boy you been warned

Please do respond truly yours Lucifer but you can call me

Hell boy yeah you can call me

Hell boy yeah you can call me

Hell boy yeah you can call me

Hell boy

Hell boy

Damn this kid's d**e

What's his name Mephisto

That's a shame I switched it though

It's Hell Boy let's go let's go

Hell boy

Hell boy

Hell boy

Hell boy