Creeping up out the dungeon

Bitch, all it look like is fungus

Pentagram, bitch, got the hunnidAll of this weed, I be crumbling, now smoking

The roaches approaching the hopeless and roping

The bitches like roses and then I start stomping

Roping the bone, better watch your step

Toting the TEC, throw that shade at your neck

Schema boys, $uicide throw up the set

I′m unleashing the evil from under my bed

Killing myself with the noose or the knife

Bitch, I'm through with my life, yeah, I′d rather be dead

Let the demons arise, let them enter my head

Grey in my eyes, but they leave something red

Piercing the crucifix deep in my chest

Leaving a mess for the bugs to infest

Smoking my dope to the dome

King of heroin and euphoria clutching my brain

Look in the mirror then I fucking figure

I'm Lucifer running around changing the game

Changing the pages of history, bitch

Fuck the Bible, I'm rolling it up in a swisher

Fuck off my liver, it shivers and quivers

I′m popping pain pills like I′m popping the trigger

The Hitler of the $uicide cult that follows

Bottles I swallow with scripts no regard for a tomorrow

Soaking in sorrow the $carecrow has risen off the post

The muddy coast, sipping codeine 'til I overdose

All I think about is putting a hole in my brain

Never wanna deal with another thing

That don′t got a thing to do with levitating to the plane

It started with a bang, ended with me

Face down on a bloody carpet and now I'm lookin′ down at me

I never thought that I'd be thinking the way I been

Predicaments, in a pickle, whatever you wanna say

I know what you wanna say

You wanna say, "It′ll be okay one day"

I'ma roll the dice and bet seven on death

Don't fear the reaper, he′s coming to siphon the life from your chest

Sayin′ that you wishing you'd die

But you wishing to get more attention, but bitch, now you next

Puffing that Bible swish with $lick

While watching you die and I′m sipping my liq'

Soon as the bottle is done, commit Seppuku, I′m out of this

Commit Schemacide with Seppuku, it's your fate

I hope you die slow from the puncture of the blade

If you got no nuts to do it yourself, then it′s okay

I got the red beam and it's aiming at your face

Commit Schemacide with Seppuku, it's your fate

I hope you die slow from the puncture of the blade

If you got no nuts to do it yourself, then it′s okay

I got the red beam and it′s aiming at your face