Aceox - Rising Lyrics

I'm on the f*cking rise
Revived like Jesus Christ
Offensive but tight
I'm a banger in part-time
I f*ck bitchez and thrill-kill gangbangers
You cuck as I drill and bang your family members
I burn your banners, kill you in a mill then grind you up
Turn you into flour, bill your family, feed you to a pup
Bitchez want to battle, but I don't battle faggots
Snitchez I taunt rattle their chains as I snag 'em
I confront that ill rapper before I f*cking tag him
Boo talks 'bout our bond, take her money, bitch, bag it
I'm the king of the hill, I'm a god damn crazy f*cker
Psychiatric-wing's my home, shot dead lazy cocksuckers
Chop 'em up then take your bitch out to shop and f*ck
I'm at the top, you suck 'cuz you rely on props and luck
My lyrics make no sense, yeah bitch, I know
I take my fans and shove 'em down your throat
I revive my enemies, take down with serenity
I'm hanging G's, pop a cap in your head and steal your identity
I'm on the f*cking rise
Revived like Jesus Christ
Offensive but tight
I'm a banger in part-time
You constantly nag, cry and then you god damn brag
You wear an old rag and think that shit is rad
I zap your brain with shocks, slash your wrist with a fang
When I die, I'll go out with a god damn loud bang
Drive-by outta a sports car going on a killing spree
Dive into madness hoping to be grilling freaks
I'm chillin' free, being on a timid trip on weed
It's rife that I'm doping to not be feelin' weak
I get my cash and make it rain on people
Makes pussies wet when I bash OGs
I bet and crash, fake my death for freedom
Take a lash, rash I strake my wrath on my dope beats
I'm a crazy freak, no pills will ever change it
Pry I try out new things, chills down my spine, shit
I don't lie about my will to kill criminals, not a bit
Push 'em down a pit, why am I so fried in my crib?
I'm on the f*cking rise
Revived like Jesus Christ
Offensive but tight
I'm a banger in part-time
I spit some hot bars on my own damn hip hop beat
My shit's lit, it starts a war outta my home
I roam the motherf*cking streets, f*ck that bitch weak
Psycho-style, I rip you into shreds 'cuz you're a damn crone
Pop a cap in your head, kill you fag dead
You fap to nans, boom bap are the best tracks
Trap you fag, then grill you for that god damn dab
Mad mans gonna kill bad bitchez so rad, yah
Halt die Fresse kleiner Pisser, geb' keinen Fick auf dich
Du bist so ein Lutscher, Bitch, du lutscht dicks für YouTube clicks
Machst einen auf Gangsta, bist aber nur 'n armer Penner
Flex' deine Kohle und ich schmeiß 'nen Molotov durch dein Fenster
I take a shit on your family tree you f*cking loser
Du bist fake, Kid, Ich bange G's und Pakistani Luder
Rake in cash, bit by bit I f*ck and bang you into pieces
Mache Gangsta Shit, und du Spack denkst ich bin Jesus
I'm on the f*cking rise
Revived like Jesus Christ
Offensive but tight
I'm a banger in part-time