(Verse 1)
From The Darkness I Emerge Once Again
Hell Sent From The Devil Here To Spit Wicked %#@!

I Cast Hexes And Curses; Lay Spells In My Verses
Blaspheme The Lords Name When I'm Burning Christian Churches Down
Can You Hear That Wicked Sound?

There's These Voices In My Head And They Make Me Wanna Cut Throats Out
So I Carry A Knife By My Side
Cause I Was Always Taught That Murdering Is A Part Of Life

No Lie, I, Like To Make Bxtches Cry And Scream
I'm The Real Murder Scene Queen
Listen Up Don't Ya Disrespect The Mistress Of Death

Is Quick To Shove A Shank Into Your Neck
And Carve An "R" In The Center Of Your Chest
And Watch The Blood Drip Drip (Drip) Drip (Drip) Drip (Drip)

Listen To Me, I'm A Deadly Disease
You'll Never Get Rid Of Me
I'll Even Haunt You In Your Dreams


(Chorus)
How Bout You Shut The $#&@ Up

And Let A Real Bxtch Spit This
Cause All You Other Hoes Are Too Afraid To Get Wicked
I'm Here To Spread The Sickness

Best Believe This
I'll Stab You And Your Crew And Every Other $#&@in Witness
No Competition, I'm A Sick Bxtch

The Devil's In My Head And He's Tellin' Me To Do It
So Goodbye, You Must Die
I'm Like Sad1e In This Bxtch Stabbin Tate In 1969


(Verse 2)
I'm Gonna Keep Stabbing The More You Keep Screaming

I'm Gonna Keep Laughing The More You Keep Bleeding
I Can Guarantee Your Gonna Die Tonight
Don't Give A $#&@ If You're Pregnant

I'ma Destroyer Of Life
And I'm Just A Reflection Of You
Except I Do All The Things You Only Wish You Could Do

It's True
The More You Kill
The More You Like it

So I'ma Murder Without Reason And I Won't Deny It
You Should Try It
Kill 'Em All Kill 'Em All

And Write Political Piggy With Some Blood On The Wall
Leave Something Witchy For Them All To See
Only Through Death Will They See What You Truly Believe

Grab A Knife Take A Life Don't Think Twice
Stick It Deep Inside Look Into Their Eyes
Goodbye

So Now You're Done
Wasn't That Fun
To Know You're The One Who Killed A Mother And Her Unborn Son


(Chorus)
How Bout You Shut The $#&@ Up

And Let A Real Bxtch Spit This
Cause All You Other Hoes Are Too Afraid To Get Wicked
I'm Here To Spread The Sickness

Best Believe This
I'll Stab You And Your Crew And Every Other $#&@in Witness
No Competition, I'm A Sick Bxtch

The Devil's In My Head And He's Tellin' Me To Do It
So Goodbye, You Must Die
I'm Like Sad1e In This Bxtch Stabbin Tate In 1969


(Verse 3)
Sixteen Times All Over The Body

Rolled Around In The Splash
And Got Myself All Bloody
Nobody Understands Me I Get Off When I Inflict The Pain

What I Call Psychotic Brilliance You Call Criminally Insane
I Came To Show You How It's Done
Straight From The Devil's Kingdom If You Wanna Come Get Some

Straight Up Not Givin' A $#&@
The Wicked Bxtch Of The Southwest Is Tearin' %#@! Up
Cause There Ain't No Other Bxtch Out There Quite Like Me
They Can Attempt All They Want
But The Wickedness Belongs To Me

I Got No Mercy it's Kinda Like $#&@ing
My Knife's Hard Dick; Your Body's A Wet #~!!@
Cum For Me Baby Cause I Love To See You Bleed
It Feeds My Need When I See You Suffering
Believe Me When I Say I'll Cause Devastation

And Every Other Bxtch Is A Cheap Imitation

(Chorus)
How Bout You Shut The $#&@ Up
And Let A Real Bxtch Spit This

Cause All You Other Hoes Are Too Afraid To Get Wicked
I'm Here To Spread The Sickness
Best Believe This
I'll Stab You And Your Crew And Every Other $#&@in Witness
No Competition, I'm A Sick Bxtch

The Devil's In My Head And He's Tellin' Me To Do It
So Goodbye, You Must Die
I'm Like Sad1e In This Bxtch Stabbin Tate In 1969

(Charles Manson Laughing & Speaking)