Sins of the Father Lyrics

Mutt nigga

Turned grave digger

Turned whole demon

Slaughter all season

Daddy did it too

Before me n you

Out in Youngstown

In east Liverpool

Sold them packs too

You got work to do

You got things to prove

He had debts to pay

Now they pass to you

Choices made

Let's take a Christian boy

And rearrange his brain

Let's take his love and joy

And give him all our hate

Let's make a blood pact

We won't see heaven gates

Let's let his soul burn

He'll do it anyway

You see that easy lick

Lets see you dedicate

Gotcha nigga

I'll prove it , I'll do it

I'll kill in the name of a gang

Ink it all over my body

Print it all over my brain

I worship the pain

It's in my blood , this D.N.A

I feel it washin over me

I keep a gun, I make a play

Cuz killin is the only way

I gain fear I gain respect

I make promises not threats

I feel Satan on my neck

I Take a life , feel no regret

Wavin that stick out the window

Black steel with extendo

Gunshots have no end tho

Backin my words with my

Actions

No fake rap, no cappin

Only way to keep creep happy

Is have some ass or

Pistols clappin

If I say it, shit gon happen

This is my life , this ain't a game

Aimin for that Manson fame

All you pussy nigga's lame

Hate you from my shitty city

Where bitches rob you if they

Pretty