Pit Cultists
Shhhhhh
What the fuck I say
Open up the pit
Punch you In yo Shit
Let the pain hit
Grab you by the throat
Choke slam the window pane bitch
You a disgrace
What the fuck
What the fuck I say
Get the fuck up out my face
Open up the pit
Push you in you a disgrace
Ill grab you by the throat
Body slam you just in case
Never breath again
You fuckin waste of space
I'm burning all the tags
Fuck it burnin body bags
Wit the rags
Come on sage
What's today
Today's the day
I run up in the streets
Waving torches in the air
Screaming to the sky
To let them know they coming to my lair
Dagger in my right hand
Bible in my left
Corpses scream
While the poison be drippin like a stream
What you mean
When I come up out the dirt
You tell me that I'm very mean
Cause I don't care
About a human being
Let the demons take control
Of your inner mind
Grab a blade
And prepare to go and take a life
When in the pit we draw a star that takes upon the Death inside
Why you scared of death
Oh why you scared to die
YAH!
Don't let it take over
Lay down a clover
Get lucky at first
But flip over October
It's over
The laughing and crying
Of older times
Dying
I swear that I'm frying
My mind with this talk
So it's best that I walk
To the front of the door
Before I whip out with four
Of your bodies in back
That I played in the back
With my god he come back
And he bout to attack
AHH
I'm slicing
N dicin
Put 4 arms for pricing
I'll carry you to them
Goat heads they be spicing
But all you still choose to refuse
I'll chant words
That confuse
To summon
Up a couple or a few
Of my demon friends
They come for you
What the fuck I say
Open up the pit
Punch you In yo Shit
Let the pain hit
Grab you by the throat
Choke slam the window pane bitch
You a disgrace
What the fuck
What the fuck I say
Get the fuck up out my face
Open up the pit
Push you in you a disgrace
Ill grab you by the throat
Body slam you just in case
Never breath again
You fuckin waste of space
I'm burning all the tags
Fuck it burnin body bags
Wit the rags
Come on sage
What's today
Today's the day
I run up in the streets
Waving torches in the air
Screaming to the sky
To let them know they coming to my lair
Dagger in my right hand
Bible in my left
Corpses scream
While the poison be drippin like a stream
What you mean
When I come up out the dirt
You tell me that I'm very mean
Cause I don't care
About a human being
Let the demons take control
Of your inner mind
Grab a blade
And prepare to go and take a life
When in the pit we draw a star that takes upon the Death inside
Why you scared of death
Oh why you scared to die
YAH!
Don't let it take over
Lay down a clover
Get lucky at first
But flip over October
It's over
The laughing and crying
Of older times
Dying
I swear that I'm frying
My mind with this talk
So it's best that I walk
To the front of the door
Before I whip out with four
Of your bodies in back
That I played in the back
With my god he come back
And he bout to attack
AHH
I'm slicing
N dicin
Put 4 arms for pricing
I'll carry you to them
Goat heads they be spicing
But all you still choose to refuse
I'll chant words
That confuse
To summon
Up a couple or a few
Of my demon friends
They come for you
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Writer(s): Austin Frailing
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