Beast 1333 Goetia Lyrics

[Verse 1: Beast 1333 & John the Shepherd]
Who got them 33 grizzlies set apart for Juan?
(Tito dropped him uptown flipping making pan)
Tiene guille de Tarzan (deja que se tire pecho)
Who got the 13 other ones? (The ones that you setup special?)
Esos mismo (I got em right here to make the drop)
Be careful don't park your car up on that block it's hot
(I got the bottle as a decoy's a ginseng Arizona)
Show em that we 1 for 1 my nigga cook so bring the soda
Activate Kinetic Motion as i take complete control
I'm the darkness, the greed that came to feed upon your soul
Your destruction is my goal, tempted tortured by malevolence
I'm formless an entity a demonic intelligence
I creep into your mind when your thinking all alone
Fill your head up with the thoughts of all the things that you can own
I'm that demon that is present while y'all spending in the club
I'm the 7th prince of Hell in charge of wealth, greed and drugs
I am MAMMON
[Verse 2: Beast 1333 & John the Shepherd]
Yo what yup sun? (What up pa?) Whats good with the Hoes?
(I got a couple bitches lined up we'll see how it goes)
How about that Portuguese chick sun the one with the fatty?
(My nigga Remo tapping that i heard her calling him daddy)
That nigga bugging seen that booty and he went for the kill
(He probly laid out in the crib wetting the tip of the drill)
I got the liquor the money the weed and molly by the tons
(There go them bitches right now tonight its guaranteed buns)
I'm the king of the Nine Hells and sexual desires I bring lust and perversion from eternal realms of Fire
I can turn your loving wife unto a cheater and a liar
Have her banging in the crib while you're working on top the drier
Or your husband in the room doing perics and watching porn
And maliciously, I'm the reason half of y'all is born
I take on many different forms while y'all embody my perversions
Sexual domination, painful acts of torture and subversion
I am ASMODEUS

[Verse 3: Beast 1333 & John the Shepherd]
The way i want to lay this nigga out man I want him Got
(Well it's the perfect opportunity right now he's up the block)
Just act real f*cking cool yo and sit on the stoop
(But he wasn't by himself though, you killing the group?)
I got to wet this nigga, ain't gon be no turning the cheek
(I got your back but think it through sun that's permanent sleep)
No second guessing that's him coming now so toss me the toast
(Make sure you splatter homies brains back to Dyckman and Post)
I'm that rage building up inside ya 'fore it began
I'm the entity that's present when you're killing a man
I'm that monkey on your back nigga keeping you pissed
I'm depression, I'm the whole reason y'all cease to exist
I'm that little voice that makes you wanna slay your adversaries
I'm the agony of murder victims in the cemetery
I'm the evil force that's making sure y'all straying from the path
I'm the Fallen Angel feeding off of murder, death and wrath
I am SATAN