DEVIL'S REJECTS Lyrics

The earth was without form and void

The darkness was upon the face of the king

And the spirit of God moved upon the face of the world

If I had no heart, I'd be an evil motherfucker

Wait off in the dark and I would cut a motherfucker

Bet you watch your mouth now, you stupid motherfucker

Watch you bleed out on the ground, motherfucker

Lost and found, motherfucker

The streets that make me static, your temper, it just don't match it

Can't run for the body snatchers, don't fuck around and get captured

Drag your ass and leave it scratches

Vocalizing like an actress in the movies when they practice

There's pile of tongs in the basket

Body parts in jars and kitchen cabinets

Dead bodies on the mattress laughing while I'm striking matches

Burn your ass and snort your ashes

Ain't gon' be no open caskets like the hatter with the madness

And I put that on my hatchet ain't fucking with you bastards

I was raised by gothic trappers

Run with wolves in open pastures

Guns and dope hit up in rafters

Gotta keep it cool when you manufacture

Move in silence like the rapture

Y'all ain't chasing what we after

Pop it off and roaches scatter

Better treat us like we matter

Whoop whoop

Hey yah

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Sin city bitch, it ain't nothing to play with

It's a well known fact I'll probably die who I bang with

We ride in spaceships

Hit away by the lack tint

Gotta cold four fifth

Slide it back by the pistol grip

Chop your ass up like wood in the chipper

Conjure up the devil

He's been known to deliver

Through the doors of your church

As all the flames flicker

Strutting down the halls

All my demons dancing in the mirror

Tripping over puws and it couldn't get much clearer

Tattoos on my face and hands

Yeah, I'm an old sinner

The loser here wins again

Fuck the round and let Satan in

The loser here wins again

Fuck the round and let Satan in

Creepin around the corner, got that glock and I'm a cock it

Put, put, put it to your head. Give me the bag you better, drop it

Creepin around the corner, got that glock and I'm a cock it

Put, put, put it to your head. Give me the bag you better, drop it