Cyanide and Silicone - Satan Is Real lyrics

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Cyanide and Silicone - Satan Is Real lyrics

[Intro] I am the devil, and I am here to do the devils work [Verse 1] The name's Dale, back with an axe Ready to slash f*ggots and loop backpacks I'm a serial slaughterer, wheel to wheel You want to get high? I got a deal, queer Get real, grab a nine and make your cat peel Touch your a** to cop a feel I'm a Copper field, plant a seed in my mind Don't waste your time, drunk on cheap wine Psychopathic, lost my mind k**ed my brother, quite confined I'll k** you to If I have to, dude Don't touch my head, 'cause that's f**ing rude Lose the 'tude, it ain't cute on you f** you f*ggot, I do what I want to do f** you b**hes, I don't give a god damn Going straight to hell, they say 'God's got a plan' [Hook] x4 Satan is real, working in spirit Triple that six, and let me hear it! [Verse 2] k**ed my first b**h in second grade She's already out on the streets, getting paid I'm Charles Manson, certified demonic Slicing up ba*tards, lighting up chronic I'm supersonic, I'm super genius Give me sh**, I'll slap you with my penis About three sheets to the wind Can't help myself, living a life of sin (I want you to pray to your god) Hellbent, straight out the womb b**hes slap the doctor, the nurses left the room Mama cried 'cause I almost died Head hit the floor, my legs work no more k** myself, k** myself Is all I could think when I reached age eight The devil is real, the devil is real Cannibalism, made my last meal [Hook] x4 Satan is real, working in spirit Triple that six, and let me hear it! [Interlude] x8 The devil is real... [Verse 3] Time to k**, Cornish game hens will put your soul to steal Me with an axe, Brian with a knife k**ing all f*ggots, we'd love to take your life Had to die, it's sad I say I'll be there to sh** on your funeral day Don't f** with me, I'll f** you up G Barrel in your mouth, I'll blow your guts out your a** piece Cut the meat and I'll bag it And I'll tag it, from a f*ggot! Dry blood on my hands, wet on the wheels Run over the body, I love the way it feels [Hook] x4 Satan is real, working in spirit Triple that six, and let me hear it! [Outro] And second of all, I'm calling the shots! Consider me f**ing Willy f**ing Wonka! This is my f**ing chocolate factory, you got that! My factory!