I Worship Devil Shyt

I summoned the prince of darkness

By the power of the pact we sealed, one sweet and faithful night

He is our most frightening symbol of evil; The tempter, the soul snatcher who goes by many names. (Satan Lucifer Belial Leviathan). Tonight is a full moon and Friday the 13th. An auspicious night for satanist who are into dark magic and the ancient practice of calling the devil to work

I'm meeting with a man who calls himself a high priest of the first church of Satan. Thanks to the internet he is a shadowing mentor for the thousands of kids he communicates with online

See I worship devil shit, to keep the demons in my head

Close my eyes, and now I'm sweatin', tossin', turnin' in my bed

Making homicides, demons fly, as I increase my high

Satan now appears, but just in shadow, and it's time to ride

Slowly rub my eyes, to clear my head, 'cause I'm not seein' straight

Lucifer repeats, "It's time to go," but still I hesitate

Rubbin' and washin' my hands, right on my jeans, 'cause there's a bloody mess

Figurin' out what did I do, to get these cuts all on my hands and chest

Feelin' so satanic in a panic and I'm full of rage

Now I'm placed in prison, locked away up at an early age

So I grab and cock my Glock and get my ass up on the creep

**** talkin' shit about my clique, are buried six feet deep

Walk into the living room and call my roommates to the den

Then I start to buck and leave them fuckers, shoot up all my friends

Now I'm lurkin' cautiously, I hope that Jesus calls and says

"For eternally, the Evil Pimp will be the devil's slave"

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

Crescent moon up in the night and now the Evil Pimp appears

Families in a panic 'cause their family members disappeared

Horror bloody scenes from the king of this evil shit

Brain gon' splat on walls, homicide I brutally commit

Put you in a bag with toe tags and then I start to drag

So don't fuck with me, especially when hold the 40 mag

Just like I'm Kris Kringle, sleigh bell jingle from this plastic nine

Went to park and stacked you like a pringle, so don't fuck with mine

And the gun I hold tight in my hand, increases murder rate

Pop them twice and watch the blood bitch, as I sold them from their fate

Make my way to church, so I can go and quickly clear my soul

Devil's got a hold, won't let me go and I can pay no more

And ho I should mention, ain't no fiction, wake you from your sleep

My deadly intention for demention, leave you six feet deep

Got a couple tattoos, now you actin' like a killer

I'ma leave you tatted up, floatin' upside down in river

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

See I worship devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with it

See I worship devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch