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I know God I, I know God I, I know God hates me I know God hates me I know God hates me Raise up my voice so that you can hear The wicked shit ain't dead, but a new generation incubated for years Dylan be killin' em, stacking the bodies And dumping 'em into a pier Dylan will get up inside of your mind And play off of your deepest fear Till you crack, there ain't no turning back Once you hear the wicked funk Of a killa thug psycho mack Blasphemy I worship wicked shit with the candlesticks out Im wicked like a rotting fetus, with its eyes hanging out My shotgun said, "Worship what you wanna, on your own time Go up in the monastery, Dylan, cut the phone line Torture as many nuns as you can, and make them hoes die Puyt 'em up outta the pathetic misery that they been living They whole lives." Now to the priest. Humiliate you, and berate you As I make you bow to the beast SongtexteBecause there isn't a sound as sweet as a catholic martyr The virgin Mary was a cunt, who should have been raped harder I know God hates me (Hes gotta hate me) I know God hates me Really fucking hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know God hates me Really fucking hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know God hates me Really fucking hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know, I know Cause I'm always sinnin I know God hates me Cause I'm screaming blasphemy And church is to the left of me I, I... I see through it, man, this time I think Im paralyzed I think I'm blind, and my mind has metamorphosized I'm tripping and having a vision of death And its taking away my breath Taking a hit of the wicked shit, then Let the evilness fill up my chest My mind is crazy, hazy and full of fog But I dont need your fucking help So fuck all of y'all And when I die, you'll all be welcome to my funeral To suck on my balls, and defile the body for the ritual They call my Dylan. Kapitol D-stroy Jesus Doing the work of the Devil, for no goddamn reason Bitch killin season, step on up and get checked Takin' no shorts, cuttin' no slack, newjacks on my bozac I got symptoms of insanity in my brain, G White man, paleface, I know that he hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know God hates me Really fucking hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know God hates me Really fucking hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know God hates me Really fucking hates me I know God hates me Hes gotta hate me I know, I know Cause I'm always sinnin Aus Songtexte Mania