Sometimes I wonder why people would follow me

I′m a god emcee but I struggle to find some peace

And honestly overtime my chest became hollow becauseI don't seem to cry or breathe it′s as scary as Halloween

Thinking back on the craziness I done seen

Feel like Constantine just call me the Hellblazer

I'm hell's savior the oxymoron for the streets

Descended from heaven just to become a Hellraiser

I felt safer with the people they label thugs

You hated us for using the tools they gave us plus

Create a grudge you see the fire they carry right?

Left them with no choice so most had to carry white

Man I know I′m bound to go overheads

Raised on Elm Street can′t wake up if you go to bed

They load the lead all respect for the deadly shooter

When they get stripes they remind you of Freddy Krueger

Every day is a nightmare

At war with the world so the world never fights fair

It might scare many escaping the matrix

Even that psychopathic cat named Patrick can see how they bait men

To become an American Psycho

Share the despair in the Bible prepare the revival

Carry a rifle to send my foes to a better place

We was all raised in a place that starts with the letter h

Trauma could be the reason ya mind ain't in a better state

Tuck the heater for heathens if they need to see Heaven′s gates

But it's a better way just let them pray

While I sit and converse chopping it up with Leather Face

I′m hell'z saint

Consider it the last note

One last go at redemption the last hope

The black soul vision for blind sheep

Found a way to survive but never could find peace

I′m hell'z saint feeling like Hell'z Saint

This is the mind of Hell′z Saint

Got this s on my chest for the lamb who′ve hurt

Symbol of hope for everyone who was damned at birth

I'm hell′z saint

Let's talk man to woman man to man

Call my people lazy yet we move in a land of sand

When crack hit you really think that was random man

They had every hood hooked craving that candy man

But look we still grinding still shining

Don′t get the same opportunities most gotta back door it

Some sell dope some play ball some rap for it

We all just trying to get through the door like Jack Torrence

Go mad for it if only you could imagine the

Tears sweat and blood that it took like Dracula

You can't fathom what it takes for us to reach Exodus

It′ll make you scream like the devil in The Exorcist

The method is treacherous but genius and excellent

Better get back if weapons lift the pest became pessimists

Nobody's off limits if they need to make some bread

Put chrome to ya lady's dome and erase her head

You brave you dead they fed when they take ya bread

I came to set a path different than the one Satan did

Using music to fuse it with the ink in this crazy pen

Now every beat is child′s play to an alien

I′m John the Baptist at Crystal Lake with the mic on fire

Tend to butcher rappers like I'm Jason or Michael Myers

Pinhead told me that Ghost Face even got inspired

The jig′s all up Satan hates when he's not admired

I′m hell'z saint

Consider it the last note

One last go at redemption the last hope

The black soul vision for blind sheep

Found a way to survive but never could find peace

I′m hell'z saint feeling like Hell'z Saint

This is the mind of Hell′z Saint

Got this s on my chest for the lamb who′ve hurt

Symbol of hope for everyone who was damned at birth

I'm hell′z saint