[Intro: Smallz One]

I don't know what your problem is bitch and I can't really say much. But I can say this, ahahaha, ah, run!

[Verse 1: Smallz One]

I don't need you to tell me there's something wrong here

I'm something like a God but I am not a fucking law here

But that can't stop me from fighting off any urges

Every night at midnight I'm ready to just purge shit

Heard shit but check the source and now I'm laughing

Murder bitches till they're Jane Doe, face smashed in

There's a motherfucking cult out in the Midwest

Fictivity's his problem, but public see through a bitch's chest

Accidentally you stumbled right inside a killing field

Scared from what you saw, but couldn't run with your Achilles peeled

Pray you get away before you're stuck inside a snuff flick

Shown across the world with the host Damien Quinn

Been told it's morally incorrect to keep doing this

But I got devils on my shoulders who keep influencing it

Don't try to ruin it bitch, you'll end up facedown

Nobody's looking for you, it's a closed case now

[Chorus: Smallz One]

You better run bitch (run), you better hide (Go hide)

You cannot stop me when the devil's inside (Inside)

You better run bitch (run), you better hide (Go hide)

Bow down now to the demons inside (Inside)

[Post-Chorus: Smallz One]

Something's wrong and there's no end near

Inside all I wanted was to taste you dead not alive

We want you dead and we always get what we want

[Verse 2: Damien Quinn]

I hack jaws with hacksaws, we shit your drawers

I'm that raw, make your grandma bleed through menopause

The devil without a cause, there's a demon in my reflection

You better get to stepping, my weapon cuts you into sections

This aggression has happened since I was a little boy

My mother would slap me and sodomize me with my toys (No Mommy)

Now I'm making noise with the LSP crew

Chop right through you, no voodoo, it's D the murder guru

I'll hang you off a ledge, I'll pledge to leave your skin peeled

Remove your face, then I throw it on a windshield

Somewhere in this field, my cult ritual's habitual

It's spiritual how we can slice your brain to your navel

I'm able to place this corpse on this table

Rep the dead body like Aftermath, then send yourself on a path

Of darkness, I'm heartless, I was gonna kill you regardless

A misfit with a hit-list that wants to feed you pig skin

[Chorus: Smallz One]

You better run bitch (run), you better hide (Go hide)

You cannot stop me when the devil's inside (Inside)

You better run bitch (run), you better hide (Go hide)

Bow down now to the demons inside (Inside)

[Post-Chorus: Smallz One]

Something's wrong and there's no end near

Inside all I wanted was to taste you dead not alive

We want you dead and we always get what we want