Bitch I'm f*cked up cookin them rocks to serve ya
All my friends are dead but its normal
Turn on us then its murder they can leave that to me f*ck around
Ill leave them deceased worship the beast but that's what you think
Only have one belief blackness all there be do you want to see
Close your eyes while I squeeze
Send them to the abysmal rest funny to me your god is pretend
Live on your knees follow the script walk the path all for nothing I f*cking laugh
Jesus Christ never rose from the dead
He rotted instead
I brought him back to put a f*cking bullet in his head
Aye
Aye
Ya
Pull the knife out my back and slit your f*cking throat
Hold the cut lungs fill up I watch you f*cking choke
In the cut tie you up and holding on to the rope f*ck the cuts
Spill your guts and drain you out on the floor
On your knees pray to god but he won't listen to you
Beg and plead cry to god but just know that I killed him too
Plant the seed pharisees crucified and don't cut me loose fall asleep y'all are sheep
And I'll slaughter the shepherd too
F*ckin rage out my cage
Schizophrenic bitch ya boy is insane
Isolate f*ckin pain
Fill me with rage watch the bodies decay
Lil' suspect
Where the drugs at
Grip the high tech
Feelin upset
Suicidal mindset I don't give a f*ck yet pop another percocet I ain't even finished yet
F*ck
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Bitch I'm f*cked up cookin them rocks to serve ya
All my friends are dead but its normal
Turn on us then its murder they can leave that to me f*ck around
Ill leave them deceased worship the beast but that's what you think
Only have one belief blackness all there be do you want to see
Close your eyes while I squeeze
Send them to the abysmal rest funny to me your god is pretend
Live on your knees follow the script walk the path all for nothing I f*cking laugh
Jesus Christ never rose from the dead
He rotted instead
I brought him back to put a f*cking bullet in his head
Aye
Aye
Ya
Pull the knife out my back and slit your f*cking throat
Hold the cut lungs fill up I watch you f*cking choke
In the cut tie you up and holding on to the rope f*ck the cuts
Spill your guts and drain you out on the floor
On your knees pray to god but he won't listen to you
Beg and plead cry to god but just know that I killed him too
Plant the seed pharisees crucified and don't cut me loose fall asleep y'all are sheep
And I'll slaughter the shepherd too
F*ckin rage out my cage
Schizophrenic bitch ya boy is insane
Isolate f*ckin pain
Fill me with rage watch the bodies decay
Lil' suspect
Where the drugs at
Grip the high tech
Feelin upset
Suicidal mindset I don't give a f*ck yet pop another percocet I ain't even finished yet
F*ck
All my friends are dead but its normal
Turn on us then its murder they can leave that to me f*ck around
Ill leave them deceased worship the beast but that's what you think
Only have one belief blackness all there be do you want to see
Close your eyes while I squeeze
Send them to the abysmal rest funny to me your god is pretend
Live on your knees follow the script walk the path all for nothing I f*cking laugh
Jesus Christ never rose from the dead
He rotted instead
I brought him back to put a f*cking bullet in his head
Aye
Aye
Ya
Pull the knife out my back and slit your f*cking throat
Hold the cut lungs fill up I watch you f*cking choke
In the cut tie you up and holding on to the rope f*ck the cuts
Spill your guts and drain you out on the floor
On your knees pray to god but he won't listen to you
Beg and plead cry to god but just know that I killed him too
Plant the seed pharisees crucified and don't cut me loose fall asleep y'all are sheep
And I'll slaughter the shepherd too
F*ckin rage out my cage
Schizophrenic bitch ya boy is insane
Isolate f*ckin pain
Fill me with rage watch the bodies decay
Lil' suspect
Where the drugs at
Grip the high tech
Feelin upset
Suicidal mindset I don't give a f*ck yet pop another percocet I ain't even finished yet
F*ck
Writer: DyeAlone, dye 51/50
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid