The Death of Satan by Ed Blackburn Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ed Blackburn]
Hard beat, better hold on to your car seat
Strap your seatbelt on and then ask me
Slow down but I won't because the black taxi's
Chassis was built for the backstreet
I got ants in my pants with rabbits and crabs
And a handful of gnats creating cancerous raps
While I'm taking off my hat, 'cause I'm going no cap on 'em
Telling a story about attacking the bank
So I'm flooding the gates
In Switzerland, liquid money for days
Shoot the floodlights out with an AK
And I've got C-4 strapped so brace yourself
Fifty red dots. Steady, meant for my head
But you can't land your shots? Well I'll never be dead
So I'm slipping and sliding right 'til the death
Then locating the vault wherе they keep all the bread
Will I havе blood on my hands
Tell me, will I be caught red handed
I told you I would turn into a bandit
I'm a psychic p.b.m candid
Oh shit one of their shots landed
Gunshot wound but it heals with a bandage
Blasted the vault door open with a canon
Lying in more cash than you can imagine
But the tension is building
Everybody rushing my back, I can feel it
Screaming "Come outside with your hands up"
Even a tank man I think they gon' kill me
C-4 detonate, surviving the blow
Everything crumbles, the door to the window
Lights shining from my head to my toe
They've got fingers on their triggers all ready to go
[Verse 2: Ed Blackburn]
So gunfire everybody stand down
It's like I'm on a carousel, spinning around
I can't even tell you what's just happened to my body
But I think that I'm coming around
And I can see straight with my feet grounded
Woah did dream or I did drown
Man I must've been dreaming, 'cause I just double checked
And I've got nothing in my bank account
What the fuck, wait. Bro, am I dead?
'cause that's prince walking past the ladder, up the stairs
But this can't be hell, I think they've accidentally
Sent me up to heaven instead
'cause people don't change, they get more insane
All I take is forty-four complaints
But can I complain when all forty-four are constructive criticism for the game?
What kind of mistake was made
Then I see a girl I haven't seen for ages
When I tell you she had the prettiest face
I mean, she was literally grade A
I never stopped thinking about her, she's amazing
Could this be me winning the race?
So I ran my hands through her hair and stared
In her brown eyes, have you got time to waste?
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
'cause
I haven't seen you in so long, it's been forever
Girl don't let me down
Our time is precious now that we're together
Promise you won't let me down
[Verse 3: Ed Blackburn]
Then a hole in the floor opens
It's not red, it's black and blue like the ocean
A figure surfaces, eyes shut open
Evil and red and it's holding a token
With writing on. But I can't see, it's shaking
My supervision will read the engraving
"Ed Blackburn one way ticket to hell, there's no getting out so don't try saving"
Ah shit, it's Satan
Man, fuck that beast. He's mine for the taking
Backflip, landed. I'm standing with matches
A can full of gas I'm finna catch cases
Flaming arrow through the eye on his head
But he sends fireballs my way with each breath
Though I've seen this situation before
So I'm slipping and sliding right 'til the death
And then I remember
I've got more C-4, that I bought in November
If I get his other eye, I will leave him silent
But it's not that easy dodging these embers
Duck quick, he's shooting to kill
Like the police at the bank, shooting with will
But I'm not losing this time. No nerves, chill
So I drop the explosives down with an anvil
But it missed and it lands on his nose
Impaled by the spike of the metal, he erodes
Deep breath to myself, oh shit that was close
But I've been doing this shit since the first episode
So I finish off the job with both eyes closed
Tightly grasp my C-4 remote
Make eye contact, with "The Death of Satan"
As he falls to the ground and slowly explodes
[Outro: Ed Blackburn]
What are you running from?
I don't know
Then come home
Hard beat, better hold on to your car seat
Strap your seatbelt on and then ask me
Slow down but I won't because the black taxi's
Chassis was built for the backstreet
I got ants in my pants with rabbits and crabs
And a handful of gnats creating cancerous raps
While I'm taking off my hat, 'cause I'm going no cap on 'em
Telling a story about attacking the bank
So I'm flooding the gates
In Switzerland, liquid money for days
Shoot the floodlights out with an AK
And I've got C-4 strapped so brace yourself
Fifty red dots. Steady, meant for my head
But you can't land your shots? Well I'll never be dead
So I'm slipping and sliding right 'til the death
Then locating the vault wherе they keep all the bread
Will I havе blood on my hands
Tell me, will I be caught red handed
I told you I would turn into a bandit
I'm a psychic p.b.m candid
Oh shit one of their shots landed
Gunshot wound but it heals with a bandage
Blasted the vault door open with a canon
Lying in more cash than you can imagine
But the tension is building
Everybody rushing my back, I can feel it
Screaming "Come outside with your hands up"
Even a tank man I think they gon' kill me
C-4 detonate, surviving the blow
Everything crumbles, the door to the window
Lights shining from my head to my toe
They've got fingers on their triggers all ready to go
[Verse 2: Ed Blackburn]
So gunfire everybody stand down
It's like I'm on a carousel, spinning around
I can't even tell you what's just happened to my body
But I think that I'm coming around
And I can see straight with my feet grounded
Woah did dream or I did drown
Man I must've been dreaming, 'cause I just double checked
And I've got nothing in my bank account
What the fuck, wait. Bro, am I dead?
'cause that's prince walking past the ladder, up the stairs
But this can't be hell, I think they've accidentally
Sent me up to heaven instead
'cause people don't change, they get more insane
All I take is forty-four complaints
But can I complain when all forty-four are constructive criticism for the game?
What kind of mistake was made
Then I see a girl I haven't seen for ages
When I tell you she had the prettiest face
I mean, she was literally grade A
I never stopped thinking about her, she's amazing
Could this be me winning the race?
So I ran my hands through her hair and stared
In her brown eyes, have you got time to waste?
[Chorus: Ed Blackburn]
'cause
I haven't seen you in so long, it's been forever
Girl don't let me down
Our time is precious now that we're together
Promise you won't let me down
[Verse 3: Ed Blackburn]
Then a hole in the floor opens
It's not red, it's black and blue like the ocean
A figure surfaces, eyes shut open
Evil and red and it's holding a token
With writing on. But I can't see, it's shaking
My supervision will read the engraving
"Ed Blackburn one way ticket to hell, there's no getting out so don't try saving"
Ah shit, it's Satan
Man, fuck that beast. He's mine for the taking
Backflip, landed. I'm standing with matches
A can full of gas I'm finna catch cases
Flaming arrow through the eye on his head
But he sends fireballs my way with each breath
Though I've seen this situation before
So I'm slipping and sliding right 'til the death
And then I remember
I've got more C-4, that I bought in November
If I get his other eye, I will leave him silent
But it's not that easy dodging these embers
Duck quick, he's shooting to kill
Like the police at the bank, shooting with will
But I'm not losing this time. No nerves, chill
So I drop the explosives down with an anvil
But it missed and it lands on his nose
Impaled by the spike of the metal, he erodes
Deep breath to myself, oh shit that was close
But I've been doing this shit since the first episode
So I finish off the job with both eyes closed
Tightly grasp my C-4 remote
Make eye contact, with "The Death of Satan"
As he falls to the ground and slowly explodes
[Outro: Ed Blackburn]
What are you running from?
I don't know
Then come home