God Is Dead

Burn a fucking church till it's motherfucking dirt
Everybody in this place getting murked
Stand still or you gon get hurt
Laid to rest inside the dirt
I'm the fucking devil but so much worse
Lil bitch wanna get murked first
Standing inside the crypt with my hatchet
Ready to slash motherfuckers throats
That's it
Never tell me that popping pills is a bad habit
I wanna be in the grave being eaten by maggots
Fuck you I cannot stand these faggots
Throw a grenade at me I'll catch it
Pick up a rocket launcher I'll blast it
It's not my fault you are a death magnet
Fuck with me I'll stab you
In your abdomen
So you can't have children

This is yo demise
I'm the grim reaper
You will not survive
I cannot wait till all hell breaks loose
When I am gone find someone to fill these shoes
We need another psycho who will eat you
Killing all these people
Hang em all off of a steeple
Mantus feeling really evil
Make a grave and dig deeper

Aim the choppa
Let the glocks bust
Shotgun pop pop
At yo brain
I've been going crazy
Ain't shit changed
I'm still the same maniac
When I was born told the doctors take me back
When you die you ain't coming back
I'm a mad man
Dressed in all black
No bat man
What's happening
Just a murder
Drag the body to a burner
Let's the flame emerge
Spitting the Uzi
Oozing blood
And hang the noose up
Aim the ruger
Drink a fifth of booze up
And down em all with Vicodin's
I just wanna get high again
Then burn you in the fire pit
And shock you with a wire
Like an electric eel
You gon regret stepping in here
Leave you all built up with fear
Bitch