Budd Dwyer - The Serpent's Step Son lyrics

[Verse 1] Looking for the murda when I run inside Put a gun up to your mouth that's a 45 [?] is giving you goosebumps I promise you'll die Sittin alone in the darkness, a blade in my hand, and these voices inside of my head I fill in my thoughts all over lead And since its d**h, I hang from the shed I am the wicked one, I am the goat I am the k**er, I will slit your throat I am the one that rose from the bottom of the pit I dug a ditch and threw your body in it Walk a lonely road, I don't need no b**h I don't need no haters, y'all can s** my dick Ridin in a hearse moving with the sh**s Came from the gutter, I'd die for my clique Tell the reverend I don't need no f**ing saving Bible is a lie, the basement is my haven Worshippin a person that's a figment of imagination Man that sh** is f**in crazy Got a n***a trippin smokin blunts Dippin in the whip and f**in up Crash your car and it's over bruh The reaper came then he scooped me up