Lil Addy - I Pray You Die

I pray for the day you fucking die
I pray for the day you fucking die
I pray for the day you fucking die
I pray for the day you fucking die

Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive
Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive
Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive
Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive

Your life never matters
When I get no answers
Bitch I hope you tie a rope
Around your throat or get cancer
You're just a slut on drugs
And an actor
My pupils already dilated
I hope you die lady
And get fucking violated
Fucking annihilated
Like Columbine
Kids solving problems and die
Maybe this fucking lady
Needs some of my raping
Fuck it bitch I like Satan
Why you choosing life
When ya losing time
It's more than just suicide
That I'm advocating
I'm waiting for revelations
To save the nation
When I'm masterbating
And this ass I'm raping
Im not a joke
So when you see smoke
From the gats I'm spraying
You know it's drastic
When I'm smoking caskets
With coke in plastic
And choking faggots
Can't tell me stop rapping that
I've got more blood from sluts
Than slugs from Candyman
And break ya legs to rape ya
No mo standing damn
When you're handicap
I got ya rolling like Lieutenant Dan
And kill more whiteys than Ice T
And the Menace Clan
When my weapons blast
Sending ya to heaven man
With my Smith and Wesson laughs
Teaching screaming
Bitches lessons class
Then have the bitch starving
To death like she's on meth
I'm more than the hardest
I'm a man that's just heartless
When I stab a man that's departed
You're a fag that's retarded
And more than mentally
I blast enemies
Like my glocks pop amphetamines
I have weaponry
That make the army
Scream like Cardi B
raped by Harvey
So you can't test in me
You can have my damn recipe
That blasts a fag this simple
My nine millimeter pistol
Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack stab a fag with da candle stick
I laugh at that you can't handle it
When you best believe this
Kill the fetus fuck Jesus
I'm shoving the tabernacle
In his fucking Adam's apple bitch
Then give the reverend
My Smith and Wesson
As my present
I'm a psychotic felon
With enough weapons
To put the planet in its casket
So say hi when you die in heaven
You can't put lead in my head
I was born dead so stop testing
I've got three glocks
That make me go smoke these cops
In closed caskets like Esham
Bitch this is my wicked shit
I'll be glad when you're dead then
Fuck your suggestions
I'm stabbing faggots intestines
Then blast my pistol
And leaving ya a screaming cripple
You're dead in ya night gown
With crosses upside down
So don't try clown
You'll only die now
And I get my clout
When I roll you to pieces
I can't believe you believe this
I'm full of hate when I lost faith
In Jesus
Even the docta told mama
To kill the fetus
I was born a demon
Speaking broken English
Beating a screaming quadriplegic
So it's best ya bleed bitch

I pray for the day you fucking die
I pray for the day you fucking die
I pray for the day you fucking die
I pray for the day you fucking die

Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive
Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive
Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive
Die motherfucker die
Why you still alive

Written by:
Ethan Peterson

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