Antichrist lyrics

[Verse 1]
I rave-up in the grave, b*tch, you know what the f*ck is up
Fallen angels want to play the dice, I be the devil's son
Bloody Mary choking on the semen, eat the f*cking c*m
Antichrist is in this b*tch, I put the seed right in the c*nt

[Chorus]
Body bag for the b*tch, get dead with the stitch
So fake, cut the sh*t, you say, get a grip
Get down on your knees, lay down, rest in peace
Holy Mother knows I'm killing sinners, I'm here for the feast

[Verse 2]
I was talking to the devil on a motherf*cking flip phone
"Pardon me, how Jesus going?" "Motherf*cker's dead, gone"
Killed that b*tch, his veins stopped flowing, sleeping under gravestone
Smoked this b*tch, he gone, and you'll be calling me a big smoke

[Bridge]
It's that nine to yo dome
What you, what you gonna do, b*tch? (Goodbye!)
It's that nine to yo dome
What you, what you gonna do, b*tch? (Goodbye!)

[Verse 3]
Yah, I'm coming with the Desert Eagle straight up in your town
I be creeping in the night, so you can't even hear a sound
Shoot my pistol, pistol, then I put the demons on the ground
I'm so sick of burning churches, so I turn it all around
[Chorus]
Body bag for the b*tch, get dead with the stitch
So fake, cut the sh*t, you say, get a grip
Get down on your knees, lay down, rest in peace
Holy Mother knows I'm killing sinners, I'm here for the feast

[Outro]
Creep in the silence
Embrace the violence
Don't call the sirens
Wait for your guidance