Bloody Sunday

[Verse]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I sold my soul to the Devil to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I kill another nigga, watch the soul I take
The preacher is dressed up, for what? For a view of death
Do you see what I see? I see your soul in eternal rest
The preacher is runnin' scared, come get saved from your misery
So get on your knees and close your eyes and just pray to me
And look at my wicked ways, feel the heat from the red sun
Burning your souls, so fill my cup with some red rum
There's something foevawikkked psychotic so fuck y'all
[?] so I'm walkin' until I fall
Into the depths of Hell, now I get to meet my maker
And if I see Virgin Mary, I bet your soul I'ma rape her
So watch me take that bush and fuck 'til I take a life
I never fucked a dead holy bitch, but tonight I might
So open up your mouth and put your tongue on my cum
It's addictive like crack, and it'll make your soul numb
While you're shaking you shiver, I'll be snatching your liver
Blood stains in the street leading straight to the river
Yo, if blood is thicker than water, the river be filled with blood
[?] givin' me all they wicked love
So preacher, don't save me, I was dead before Judgment Day
You better save yourself from this bloody-ass Sunday
Bloody bloody me, oh bloody bloody me
Dear God, I wonder, can You save me?
Bloody me, oh bloody bloody me
I stopped breathin', damn, I see demons
A sinister minister, I'm cuttin' off preacher's heads
Darkkk Lord is unholy so come and lay in my death bed
You're speakin' them holy words and grabbin' your crucifix
I'm burnin' your Bible while your daughter is suckin' dicks
I'm standin' on corner pumpin' yay [?]
I sold to your mama, don't be surprised when that bitch dies
When I got it all and you ain't got shit
Put this nine to your head and say, "ain't life a bitch?"
And when you squeezin' the trigger [?] it's time for a bloody nap
"UNLV" carved in your chest and a pentagram in your back
It's time for a killin', nigga, 'cause blood's drippin' out my nose
The only thing I remember is heads fills with bullet holes
My mind has gone psycho sick, I don't even know my name
His body was [?] with the evil stuck in my brain
So preacher, get out my way or pray while you get stuck
I want you dead anyway, so I really don't give a fuck
And fuck y'all think of me 'cause y'all not fuckin' killin' me
I'm a wicked psychotic nigga that's sick, ain't no healin' me
Kill a preacher for preachin' that holy shit, make him pay the cost
It's the [?] hang his ass from a bloody cross
All you snitches just wanna see me just rest in a [?]
While I cross my heart and hope to die I stick six needles in my eye
That's due one day when the Armageddon is on its way
All y'all Christians gon' die on this wicked bloody Sunday

[Outro]
666 'cause I'm sick sick sicker
(Yeah, it's the motherfuckin' Ghetto Devil, it's 1994)
666 'cause I'm sick sick sicker
(That wicked shit gotta come, you know what I'm sayin'?)
666 'cause I'm sick sick sicker
(You niggas better bow down and suck my motherfuckin' dick)
666 'cause I'm sick sick sicker
666, 666
(Yeah, bitch, this D-Evil the Devil with a shovel for your grave)
666 'cause I'm sick sick sicker
(Why don't y'all back the fuck up)
666, 666
('Fore I cut y'all the fuck up, bitch)
666 'cause I'm sick sick sicker
([?] for UNLV y'all can't fuck with this wicked shit)
666
(Y'all bitches fuck with us just gotta lay down, nigga)