Rebirth
Slick with the knife
Put it up to your throat
Puncture a hole
Have that shit swing at the end of a rope
I'm sick like the dope
The voices are calling
I'm itching and crawling
Shit myself withdrawing
Take benzos to cope
Blunt to the dome and a gun to the dome in my room all alone
How many times have I died
Twice
9 1 1 1 9 8 9
Overdose on dope not be design
Sit by the door and hit recline
In the back of a hearse
Lived a life that was cursed
Returned to the dirt
No, That's not how it should be
Rise
Rise
Rise
Rise
Come on Geno it's time, bring Genocide
Got all the goons with the tools down to ride
Fly with the vultures bring demons to rise
Set the world ablaze rain blood from the skies
Rape all the pastors and burn down the church
Dick in the dirt
Cross is invert
Deep in the shadows we creeping, we lurk
Might go berserk
That's right we gon pull up and pull it and bang
Gotchu doing pull ups and pushups and planks
Run out of bullets I run up with shanks
Hooked to the pulley you swanging from chains
Don't give a fuck about what he saw
Police say he not to be sought
Tick back and forth like a seesaw
Geno Genocidal the reaper
Put it up to your throat
Puncture a hole
Have that shit swing at the end of a rope
I'm sick like the dope
The voices are calling
I'm itching and crawling
Shit myself withdrawing
Take benzos to cope
Blunt to the dome and a gun to the dome in my room all alone
How many times have I died
Twice
9 1 1 1 9 8 9
Overdose on dope not be design
Sit by the door and hit recline
In the back of a hearse
Lived a life that was cursed
Returned to the dirt
No, That's not how it should be
Rise
Rise
Rise
Rise
Come on Geno it's time, bring Genocide
Got all the goons with the tools down to ride
Fly with the vultures bring demons to rise
Set the world ablaze rain blood from the skies
Rape all the pastors and burn down the church
Dick in the dirt
Cross is invert
Deep in the shadows we creeping, we lurk
Might go berserk
That's right we gon pull up and pull it and bang
Gotchu doing pull ups and pushups and planks
Run out of bullets I run up with shanks
Hooked to the pulley you swanging from chains
Don't give a fuck about what he saw
Police say he not to be sought
Tick back and forth like a seesaw
Geno Genocidal the reaper
Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Pitman
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