your sins

I rap horrorcore an old man in the woods is goin to find your corps no one will remember you your death warrent is over due you'll be the devil's newest pet your destiny is already set see I'm the devil's servant you'll be my merchandise just call me a merchant come step into my circus see your pleads are just worthless with me you'll get no mercy when your life is unworthy you think you deserve heaven but I see your expression of aggression but I want to hear your confession confess your sins of your life I know you feel strife (you'll feel your sins crawling down your back, you'll be chopped up and put in a sack) x2 listen your day has come to the world your just scrum you'll be forgotten your core is rotten blow your head apart with a shotgun your nothing but toxin I'm Killa clown I will take down down in hell is your destiny where you'll be tortured for all internity tear you sin by sin try to fight back I'll sock you In the chin you don't have a single friend but don't have hope because this will never end (you'll feel your sins crawling down your back, you'll be chopped up and put in a sack) x2