Deathroot

I'm dying to bet you lying in stress

I'm fighting a nest of wasps while I'm flying a jet

I'm violent and dressed to kill with the top of a lioness neck

You could try to protect but you eyeing the best

I'm a soldier of the high power, Baphomet

Snap your neck, write your name on the back of checks

Ripped from the Death Note, I done heard Death spoke

Get your head choked and put in a fucking death hold

I be in the House like I pop Vicodin

Like to sin, light the shit

I got a bite like pit

Michael Vick 'em, then play the victim