Exhumed

Lyrics

[Verse 1] See I'm a suicidal kid with no future I'm quicker to bust your face with a baseball bat before I shoot ya The Barbecue and brass monkey hittin' up the food truck The I take my chick right back to the crib and straight to Kama Sutra This Schemaposse bitch I don't give a fuck about no hip shit Now this that cruisin' down the highway gettin' dome pimp shit With the big junt in your face, them 12's knockin' like the police And best believe I'm worshippin' the Earth and listen to no priest mothafucka Nah, this that you don't really give a fuck about a thang shit With the little bit the pimp, ridin' solo in yo donk shit I'm bringin' back that phonk that make the devil wanna twist We groovin' like it's 1975, psychedelics in my piss Nah, feel that liquor travelin' through you torso And lay yo head back blow that smoke into the ozone You sacrifice your soul for a cult, and you don't even know If not for Alan Watts I woulda been dead a long time ago [Chorus] Well, bitch, I never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit Mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch, but they don't know shit Crucify yo body, then pretend I didn't know Well, bitch, I never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit Mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch, but they don't know shit Crucify yo body, then pretend I didn't know What I was really doin', plead insanity in court [Verse 2] Never the one to be one in believin' That one of my demons didn't know I'm a Heathen Debatin' the meanin' of Genesis ready to die Like a fuckin' swine, keep on believin' a reason To murder the ones that don't believe in believin' I am the Anti-Christ, I'm here to put an end To all them hopes you feedin', keep it G And mothafuck a Sunday morn in prison Bitch I had it up to here, with all of that shit you christen Missin' me with your focus, if Hocus Pocus turn water to wine Sounds like the wool is over your eyes, I don't sympathize [Chorys] Well, bitch, I never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit Mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch, but they don't know shit Crucify yo body, then pretend I didn't know Well, bitch, I never listen, pay attention to that hoe shit Mothafuckas yappin' like a bitch, but they don't know shit Crucify yo body, then pretend I didn't know What I was really doin', plead insanity in court