Back from the Dead - Deviant

Ima come back, ima come back from the dead

Devi comin back from the dead

Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen

Fuckin with it get cracked to the head

Ima come back, ima come back from the dead

Devi comin back from the dead

Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen

Lemme get back to my zen

I’ll attack it again

Gotta put pad to the pen

And smack these whack cunts to the end

Leave em wrapped in blankets

Copped the elixir then I drank it

Ambrosia and that shit from Crank shit

Adrenalin, cranked it in my veins

Now Jason couldn’t catch him

Statham in a stasis

I take the red pill, blue pill, freebase it

And now my mind’s up in a million places

My heart’s plenty black like vantablack

Like antimatter, I’m killin off these kids like anti-vaxx

They tend to lack the skills on the mic, better hand it back

They left the post unattended and I manned it, facts

Is it man to man or is it man to whack?

See me chillin witcha girly til I send her back

Got goals she want a hand in that

And we can kick it like I’m Beckham til she bend it back

Up in the fray while you just stand back

I’ll save a life while they demand packs

Lil bitch boy better get your tampax

Got that New South Sound if they try to harm me

Wanna feud with the fam then I’m Stevey Harvey

Rock three white stripes while I raise an army

To take out the seven nations so don’t you start me

I used to count all my fucking blessings but now

My dreams are now a distant memory

My dreams are now a distant memory

My dreams are now a distant memory

My dreams are now a distant memory

Ima come back, ima come back from the dead

Devi comin back from the dead

Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen

Fuckin with it get cracked to the head

Ima come back, ima come back from the dead

Devi comin back from the dead

Lemme get back, lemme get back to my zen

Lemme get back to my zen