Last Supper - REDZED

Burn at the stake, bitch, hoe

I’m not the one that you should fuck with, no

I lost my soul up in the mosh pit, GERD

And you are just another, fuck with, so why you popping shit?

I hope that you choke on the vomit in your throat

Bitch, I hope that you end up in a motherfucking hole

At the day that you die, I bet no one’s gonna cry

No one’s gonna shed a tear, you are just a fucking none

birthday crucifix, crucify the lunatics

birthday crucifix, crucify the lunatics

birthday crucifix, crucify the lunatics

birthday crucifix

I was talking to the priest and asked him «Do you have some dope?»

He said «Fuck yeah, bitch, I got like fucking 50

Bitch, I feed it to my nuns, and then I feed it to my monks

Wash that blood all over floor so I can fuck them in the «It's the last supper, motherfucker, eat your brain

You know Jesus not the type of god that you should disobey

Put your life, I smell the pepsi lemonade

Bitch, you can’t have everything

But you’ll never see the game (That's your flame)

if you’re falling down, falling down, falling down

if you’re falling down, falling down, falling down

if you’re falling down, falling down, falling down

if you’re falling down, my fair lady