Lyrics
Bitch
G.Walker c'02
Far below the earth, someone sits
He created you with tools, in the evil pit
Yes you were created, by the devil himself
You're a little voodoo doll, and the earth is your shelf
You can't concieve, you don't believe
You would not see the love in my eyes you bitch
Is the future written, in your crystal ball
Screams of pain and agony, have you cursed us all
I'm getting sick of this madness, and your wicked ways
Try to run but now we're caught, in your witches maze
And with your knife, you took my life
I cried and pleaded, "Please, don't do it"
You stood and stared, you did not care
You ate my heart in front of my eyes
You bitch
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