Blasphemous Bastards ft. King Rot Lyrics

Everyday wasting away

Killing my pain

Drowning the fakes

Down in the lake

Reuse the grave that you have made

I'll be back in another century

Carbine C has been haunting your whole ancestry

Hang you by your feet off a tree

Slice you open

You're just hoping

That my bad omen will make you a saint

Well bitch I ain't

The only demon I believe in is myself

And I'm causing hell

Devil with no wealth

Fuck my health

Don't you wish me well

I'm fucking burning

Nothing can take things back

No one can give me things that I lack

So I sit back and attack

Remaining physical matter watch the rest become a splatter

It didn't matter

I couldn't finish writing this verse

I was put in the back of a hearse

King rot on the spot

And I'm takin everything you got

You all think your hot

Whatcha got

Cause I promise you are not

Rotten off the block

Rockin your socks off

Your girl's a freak

You are cattle you are sheep

We will battle you'll get beat

I will kick you in the nuts and punch your cheek

Meanwhile I'm pumpin on your girlfriend underneath the sheets

She said you're never home so I said I'll always be

In your absence she gets wild and she's fuckin with a passion

War time all the time and I lost my fuckin rations

Now I'm roamin hungry in the wicked badlands

I'm a bad man and I'm schemin on a master plan

To blow the planet open

And I got the shotty and I'm roamin

Blow your body now it's fuckin smokin