"Fetch Me Their Souls" lyrics

Little Revive boutta fetch their souls

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay
Lil' Revive, yeah, the grind don't stop
Six feet deep, but I'm climbin' to the top
Put 'em in a grave, put 'em all in a plot
Cease to exist, yeah, I let 'em all rot

Graveyard whippin' in that all black hearse
Brand-new blade for a brand-new purge
Haters pour salt like they're scared to get cursed
Leave that circle then you might get murked

Yeah, talk like that, yeah, their heads might roll
Step in my crypt, yeah, the bell might toll
Send 'em to the grave, get fed to the crows
Little Revive boutta fetch their souls

Skeletons in, cemetery full of ghosts
Demons in my head and the Devil too close
Send 'em to the grave, reapin' what they sow
Little Revive boutta fetch their souls

Grave-dirt on my shoes, yeah, I came from the pit
Just scars on my arms, no ice on my wrist
All these people wanna talk, while I'm fightin' to live
And everyone in my way gettin' dropped in the crib
Try to kill my dreams, I just hit a new goal
Scythe still swings, but I leave 'em in the cold
Every time my heart bleed, got 'em comin' in droves
Got 'em flockin' to me and I ain't even gotta post

Cookie boy when I'm rappin' like all my life
Boutta raise up the dead on a blood moon night
You ain't with us, then you really boutta fall behind
I been waitin' all year, now it's finally time

Dark thoughts and my cast nowhere, I creep
I been workin' every night, I don't get sleep
Really doubled all my M's on my evil deeds
No tricks when I drop, yeah, this tape just treats

Lil' Revive, yeah, the grind don't stop
Six feet deep, but I'm climbin' to the top
Put 'em in a grave, put 'em all in a plot
Cease to exist, yeah, I let 'em all rot
Graveyard whippin' in that all black hearse

Brand-new blade for a brand-new purge
Haters pour salt like they're scared to get cursed
Leave that circle then you might get murked
Yeah, talk like that, yeah, their heads might roll
Step in my crypt, yeah, the bell might toll
Send 'em to the grave, get fed to the crows
Little Revive boutta fetch their souls

Skeletons in, cemetery full of ghosts
Demons in my head and the Devil too close
Send 'em to the grave, reapin' what they sow
Little Revive boutta fetch their souls

Hundreds in the crypt, I don't need no bank
I've been through Hell, yeah, walk that plank
Everybody doubt it til' they heard my pain
And now they all hangin' their heads in shame
Send 'em to the gallows, love it when they hang like that
Carve my place and I made my wrath
And now I return from the depths, I slash
Underground dog, no-one's holdin' me back
Yeah

Yeah, I say what I want and I do what I please
Race with the rats, but it wasn't for me
Put in that work, I got all that I need
Now I sit right back, and I kick up my feet

Life's good in the graveyard, I don't need much
All of my drive really came in clutch
Now I got the funds, really do what I love
People say they don't like me, I'm so touched
10 years in the game, I don't need your respect
Just take what I'm owed, no more, no less
Just playin' my songs, til' I got a full guard
And they'll wait for the fall, and it's time for the harvest

Lil' Revive, yeah, the grind don't stop
Six feet deep, but I'm climbin' to the top
Put 'em in a grave, put 'em all in a plot
Cease to exist, yeah, I let 'em all rot

Graveyard whippin' in that all black hearse
Brand-new blade for a brand-new purge
Haters pour salt like they're scared to get cursed
Leave that circle then you might get murked

Yeah, talk like that, yeah, their heads might roll
Step in my crypt, yeah, the bell might toll
Send 'em to the grave, get fed to the crows
Little Revive boutta fetch their souls

Skeletons in, cemetery full of ghosts
Demons in my head and the Devil too close
Send 'em to the grave, reapin' what they sow
Little Revive boutta fetch their souls