Lyrics 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 chokin' on the semen
Eat the fuckin' 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,
Holly mother knows I'm killing sinners
Im here for the feast.
I was talkin' to the devil on a motherfuckin' 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 callin' 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 yo town
I be creepin' in the night so you can't even hear a sound
Shoot my pistol pistol, than 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,
Holly mother knows I'm killing sinners
Im here for the feast.
Creep in the silence
Embrace the violence
Don't call the sirens
Wait for your guidance