Where's Your God?
Well, it's that triple six lunatic
Smoking piff, load the clip
Grab the crucifix, it's an exorcism
I've been hating life, $uicide
Who am I? Noose is tied
Closing my eyes is my only mission
It's that scarecrow with no soul
I only ride solo
Please don't take my photo, I hate all you bitches
I'm clinching my trigger, I'm fucking your bitches
The grave yard my trenches, trust me you don't want it
I just hit them and kill them with hell in my vision
That druggie, that junkie
Bitch, give me your money
Blood on my clothes
Spells on my soul
Live in hell but I'm cold
Trust me you don't want it when I
Got that motherfucking look in my eye
Got six million ways to commit a fucking homicide
G59 'til the fucking day I commit $uicide
Fuck it
All the way from hell
Climbing up and out a well
Blood sells
So I cut my fucking neck and sold myself to the prince of darkness
Souls I harvest, bodies I reap and sow
Turn off the lights and watch me glow
Back from the dead, had to sew my throat closed
Maggots and larva started to grow
Now I'm nothing but bones in a hole decomposed
Fuck what you believe in bitch
I never had a reason bitch
I'm coming from the semen of a demon, now I'm leaving bitch
I'm bringing back a screaming bitch and hanging from the ceiling bitch
It's seeming like a dream and shit
But trust me, you ain't freeing shit
You a motherfucking slave like me and $lick
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Smoking piff, load the clip
Grab the crucifix, it's an exorcism
I've been hating life, $uicide
Who am I? Noose is tied
Closing my eyes is my only mission
It's that scarecrow with no soul
I only ride solo
Please don't take my photo, I hate all you bitches
I'm clinching my trigger, I'm fucking your bitches
The grave yard my trenches, trust me you don't want it
I just hit them and kill them with hell in my vision
That druggie, that junkie
Bitch, give me your money
Blood on my clothes
Spells on my soul
Live in hell but I'm cold
Trust me you don't want it when I
Got that motherfucking look in my eye
Got six million ways to commit a fucking homicide
G59 'til the fucking day I commit $uicide
Fuck it
All the way from hell
Climbing up and out a well
Blood sells
So I cut my fucking neck and sold myself to the prince of darkness
Souls I harvest, bodies I reap and sow
Turn off the lights and watch me glow
Back from the dead, had to sew my throat closed
Maggots and larva started to grow
Now I'm nothing but bones in a hole decomposed
Fuck what you believe in bitch
I never had a reason bitch
I'm coming from the semen of a demon, now I'm leaving bitch
I'm bringing back a screaming bitch and hanging from the ceiling bitch
It's seeming like a dream and shit
But trust me, you ain't freeing shit
You a motherfucking slave like me and $lick
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Where's your God?
Where's your God?
Where's your fuckin' God?
Credits
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux
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- Where's Your God?
- Vivivi
- Noxygen
- Grey Boys
- Crucify Me Wearing Tommy
- Back from the Dead
- 333333 (Rare * '96 Bootleg Ca$$Ette Rip Tre$ $Ei$) - Bonus Track
All Album Tracks: KILL YOURSELF Part VII: The Fuck God Saga >
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- New World Depression
- The Thin Grey Line
- Are You Going to See the Rose in the Vase, or the Dust on the Table
- Us Vs. Them
- I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel (V)
- YIN YANG TAPES: Winter Season (1989-1990) - EP
- YIN YANG TAPES: Fall Season (1989-1990) - EP
- YIN YANG TAPES: Summer Season (1989-1990) - EP
- YIN YANG TAPES: Spring Season (1989-1990) - EP
- SHAMELESS $UICIDE - EP
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