[Intro]
\nDecided to burn a stack of Bibles. They burned a stack of Bibles. But why would they burn the Bible? Everybody's gotta serve someone. Why would burn the- Christianity's all bum. It's actually, it frankly, it's terrible. It's not only false, but it's terrible and traditional religion is stupid. If you believe in God, you're a total idiot. All that matters is our ideology. We can't let those stupid people have free choice
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\n[Chorus: Cazkit]
\nKilling for the Devil like, bitch, your [?]
\nTaking that metal deep, [?] to a big chest
\nBreak into this [?] dope frame with the pickaxe
\nScrapin' the red tomb, human pig fat
\nBeen mad on a certified, it's your turn to die and I'm homicidal
\nHid sex for the dirt to tie and your sermon lies, I'll burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
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\n[Post-Chorus: Cazkit]
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles
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\n[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
\nI'll burn your Bible up 'cause I don't give a fuck (Yuh)
\nWhen it comes to God, he never gave me no luck
\nSo tell me what the fuck is up and tell me why should I care
\n'Cause every time I pray to God, that motherfucker's nowhere to be found (Yuh)
\nYou know I don't fuck around, I'll put your body in the ground
\nBitch, you best not make a sound
\nBlood and guts on a merry-go-round
\nDick in your butt 'til the shit turn brown
\nWalked in a church then my eyeballs burst
\nAnd I lit a match then burnt it down (Yuh)
\nYour blood I drown (yuh), thorns make a crown (Yuh)
\nI know I'm lost, but I don't wanna be found
\nLeave me alone, I'm unholy
\nBitch, don't act like you know me
\nI ain't your homie, burnt slowly, stay masked up like a goalie
\nOut of control-ly, I'm only a common criminal
\nSpitting shit subliminal, send you to the hospital
\nYo! I'm on that psycho shit like David Berkowitz
\nI'll burn your Bible to ashes 'cause I don't give a shit
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\n[Chorus: Cazkit]
\nKilling for the Devil like, bitch, your [?]
\nTaking that metal deep, [?] to a big chest
\nBreak into this [?] dope frame with the pickaxe
\nScrapin' the red tomb, human pig fat
\nBeen mad on a certified, it's your turn to die and I'm homicidal
\nHid sex for the dirt to tie and your sermon lies, I'll burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
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\n[Post-Chorus: Cazkit]
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles
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\n[Verse 2: Raven Hunter]
\nSinner at a circle, danger's near
\nBet I can't breathe 'cause the ash in the air
\nPictures split apart as the breeze blows through
\nThat's how you know that the spare's tapped through
\n[?]
\nSo the soul is mine, he pray to die
\nOnly come when I call to the burning pages
\nFeel that power runnin' through your bod?
\nSo I ask you release that rage kid
\nLet it all out, let it all out, let it flow with the hate as it comes and weighs in
\nOur power, it grows like a weed
\nWith the smoke from the curlin' pages, Jesus
\nNo, we can't save y'all
\nBut you that came a-knocking, calling
\nSo I come to collect, I missed all the angels ballin' as they're fallin' (Ah!)
\nI breathe and it spawn, no need to exhale
\n'Cause the lust give a fuck when you use tight [?]
\nLet me show you how that burnin' flesh smell (Flesh smells)
\nLike a dream kings feast and we combine run
\nAnd you pray this alive in a crime, we coming
\nExit through your back, enter through your stomach
\nMake your mama vomit and then find your flesh
\nSixtySix, got it branded on my chest
\nFrom birth 'til death like a fire dying
\nBitin' a barrel is [?] dinin'
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\n[Chorus: Cazkit]
\nKilling for the Devil like, bitch, your [?]
\nTaking that metal deep, [?] to a big chest
\nBreak into this [?] dope frame with the pickaxe
\nScrapin' the red tomb, human pig fat
\nBeen mad on a certified, it's your turn to die and I'm homicidal
\nHid sex for the dirt to tie and your sermon lies, I'll burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
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\n[Post-Chorus: Cazkit]
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles
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\n[Verse 3: Rook Mewsick]
\nWe've all been lied to (Let me guide you)
\nEvil's inside you (Just let me guide you)
\nNowhere to hide you (Now let me guide you)
\nThey're gonna find you (Now let me guide you)
\nI can be the reason you're releasin' all your demons
\nIf you really wanna see the purity after I feed 'em
\nAll the people that deceived and [?]
\nIf you really wanna battle, we can take it to their leaders
\nA fallen angel, they clipped my wings
\nNot even mad, that shit just stings
\nI bring them Two-Face, strip my dreams
\nNow here's the truh you're witnessing
\nI can bring you to a different view
\nA distant past you miscontrued
\nOh here goes Rook on some Devil shit
\nDevil shit? I'm the Devil, bitch
\nI'll drag you down to my level, bitch
\nI'm dragging you down to the deep abyss
\nWith the echoed screams and the brimstones ditch
\nWhere you see no light and there's still no rez
\nWhere the undead might try to get your flesh
\nRip it off your bones tryin' to replace theirs
\nAnd that ain't all, this shit is so sick
\nIf you thinkin' you bad, not as bad as this
\nThis where I get to watch a badass switch
\nFrom a grown-ass man to a grown-ass bitch
\nIf you got a limit then I really wanna see it
\nAny reason you are timid, I really wanna be it
\nIf you got a heart then I really wanna eat it
\nIf you hate your life then I guess you wouldn't need it
\nI can take you out this misery
\nWhy follow them? Follow me
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\n[Chorus: Cazkit]
\nKilling for the Devil like, bitch, your [?]
\nTaking that metal deep, [?] to a big chest
\nBreak into this [?] dope frame with the pickaxe
\nScrapin' the red tomb, human pig fat
\nBeen mad on a certified, it's your turn to die and I'm homicidal
\nHid sex for the dirt to tie and your sermon lies, I'll burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
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\n[Post-Chorus: Cazkit]
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)
\nBurn your Bibles, burn-burn-burn your Bibles (Burn a stack of Bibles)\n\n
