Shoot The Messengers

[Verse 1: SCUM]
Sitting around the fucking house killing the fucking time
Smoking on herb and sipping on Bourbon writing this fucking rhyme
Knock at the door but nobody's expected so I might have to pick up
My forty-four, cock it then unlock it, ready to light someone up
Dude at my door who the fuck is this faggot? Some dealer needing shit
He better have a good reason for knocking or he's about to get hit
Holding a Bible and smiling retarded asking if I have been saved
Fool, I'ma bury you under my driveway that is about to get paved
Punk motherfucker you're preaching a sucker why would you knock on my door?
Drag him inside of the house with the quickness threw him face down on the floor
Picked up the cutters he yelled that we're brothers, doubt that our parents had sex
Ripped out his tongue, stuffed his mouth with the Bible, that's when I picked up the axe
Chop there goes the leg uh
Chop there goes the arm
Where's your God cause if he's with you how can I do you harm
All that you did was deliver a message, now you'll be wondering,"Why?"
You ended up in the hands of a psycho tortured and destined to die

[Chorus: SCUM]
Shoot the messengers
Stab the messengers
Burn the messengers
Don't be asking why
Hang the messengers
Drown the messengers
Tell your God he can holler at me after I fuckin' die

[Verse 2: SCUM]
Downtown with my homies mobbin' down the block
Passing out flyers to possible buyers aimed to offend and to shock
Fools runnin' up with some gay yellow banners, banners that read, "Jesus Saves"
Bet if they knew how I felt on the subject they would start digging they graves
Had the nerve to get to shoving Bibles in my grill
So I yelled out "Fuck Your Savior" cause that's how I feel
Walked inside a Kosher deli trying to get away
All I wanted was some bacon wanted it right away
But the motherfuckers told me they don't serve no swine
Cause they God does not allow it, but they God ain't mine
So I got to fucking tripping and they threw me out
But tonight I'll burn this deli down without a doubt
Walking away motherfucking frustrated 'bout to go catch me a bus
But at the bus stop I ran into Muslims, talkin' 'bout murdering us
Talkin' explosions and how we deserve 'em for what we did in the East
Pulled out my heat and proceeded to serve 'em, cause they've awoken the beast

[Chorus: SCUM]
Shoot the messengers
Stab the messengers
Burn the messengers
Don't be asking why
Hang the messengers
Drown the messengers
Tell your God he can holler at me after I fuckin' die
Shoot the messengers
Stab the messengers
Burn the messengers
Don't be asking why
Hang the messengers
Drown the messengers
Tell your God he can holler at me after I fuckin' die

[Verse 3: SCUM]
Early morning channel surfin', I was up all night
Drinkin' smokin', trippin' mushrooms, and that shit was tight
But it's six a.m. on Sunday, and I'm coming down
And there's nothing really popping nowhere in D-Town
Got the remote and I'm flipping through channels, watching these faggots get paid
Churches and pastors, and other fake bastards callin' on viewers for aid
Asking to dial 1-800-GO-JESUS, or 1-800-LOVE-GOD
Wanting it all, Mastercards and the Visas, trying to get to your wad
One of 'em said if I don't give donations, I will be burning in hell
Caught his ass slipping outside of the station, but all that left was a shell
There is no love, hate 'em all with a passion, cause they corrupting our kids
Feel satisfaction that's caused by my action, watching as one of 'em bleeds
Fuck what they asking, don't give 'em no money, don't send your kids to they schools
Or they'll be fighting' a holy war later, cause they be brainwashing fools
Modern religion is organized bullshit, it's all a scam and a fraud
Murder the ones who deliver the message, claiming it's sent by they God

[Chorus: SCUM]
Shoot the messengers
Stab the messengers
Burn the messengers
Don't be asking why
Hang the messengers
Drown the messengers
Tell your God he can holler at me after I fuckin' die