Demonic skateboard controllin

(Intro) Skate deck dipped in venom, trucks clappin’ like a drumline, Joker grin wide, blood splattered on the frontside, Chrome bearings whisper when I slide up on the incline, Whoop whoop, ghosts in the grip—homie, this a cursed ride! (Verse 1) Supreme trucks, but my soul stay grimy, Kickflip the curb where the devil might find me, Vans laced up like a ritual sigil, Rolling through the city like a sacrificial vigil, Red mist swirling, yeah, the wheels drip murder, Ollie off the ledge, make the heavens get further, Ink on my skin like a necro scripture, Every line’s a wound, every verse paints pictures. (Chorus) Drip like the deck when the trucks start bleedin’, Ghost ride the board, hear the lost souls screamin’, Juggalo shit, designer grip, Roll up to the sesh like a plague with a switch! (Flick!) (Verse 2) That board got a hex, that board got a soul, Pop shove-it to the underworld, takin’ control (Intro) Skatin’ through the void, every push leaves echoes, Voodoo trucks grindin’ on the edge of the ghettos, Chrome deck shimmer like a blade in the night, Every trick’s like a curse when the moon hit right. (Verse 1) Burberry hoodie, but the blood stains show, Took a slam last week, still the wounds won’t close, Phantoms in the bearings, hear ‘em whisper when I roll, Leave a pentagram traced in the dust on the road, Spit venom like the grip tape, sharp when I slide, Got that wicked in my veins, let the cosmos decide, Balenciaga laces, but my soul stay dirty, Deck thrashed out like my past, real murky. (Chorus) Drip like the deck when the trucks start bleedin’, Ghost ride the board, hear the lost souls screamin’, Juggalo shit, designer grip, Roll up to the sesh like a plague with a switch! (Flick!) *(