Antichrist - REDZED

I rave-up in the grave, bitch, you know what the fuck is up

Fallen angels want to play the dice, I be the devil’s son

Bloody Mary choking on the semen, eat the fucking cum

Antichrist up in this bitch, I put the seed right in the cunt

Body bag for the bitch, get dead with the stitch

So fake, cut the shit, you say, get a grip

Get down on your knees, lay down, rest in peace

Holy Mother knows I’m killing sinners, I’m here for the feast

I was talking to the devil on a motherfucking flip phone

«Pardon me, how Jesus going?»

«Motherfucker's dead, gone»

Killed that bitch, his veins stopped flowing, sleeping under gravestone

Smoked this bitch, he gone, and you’ll be calling me a big smoke

It’s that nine to yo dome

What you, what you gonna do, bitch?

(Goodbye)

It’s that nine to yo dome

What you, what you gonna do, bitch?

(Goodbye)

Yuh, I’m coming with the Desert Eagle straight up in your town

I be creeping in the night so you can’t even hear a sound

Shoot my pistol-pistol, then I put the demons on the ground

I’m so sick of burning churches, so I turn it all around

Body bag for the bitch, get dead with the stitch

So fake, cut the shit, you say, get a grip

Get down on your knees, lay down, rest in peace

Holy Mother knows I’m killing sinners, I’m here for the feast

Creep in the silence, embrace the violence

Don’t call the sirens, wait for your guidance