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Red, black, and green, you know what I mean? Like the devil did all this shitThis is judgment dayJesus Christ is blackThis is judgment dayJesus is white with blond hair, and blue eyes This is judgment dayDo black people get in heaven, mommy, huh? This is judgment dayAnd as leader of the KKK, kill all niggers! Judgment day, 666, no time to pray, so don't say amenWe're headin' for ArmageddonI'm bleedin' as I'm sweatin'As I walk the flatlines, we're runnin outta timeDead by day is what I said sometimes thoughI'd rather be dead is what I said so take it slowTime to pay back, so hit the play backVisions of killin' preachers in a psychotic flash backGod's gonna get me, that's what they told me a minute agoThe fallen angel strangle seven rowAnd in that time I learned one thing, jackFollow the yellow brick road, and don't look backNow they tryin' to get me, but I'ma get you firstThe unholy dead, so now I think it's much worseGood and evil collide, Jeckel and nigga hydePut 'em together and you get another homicideLetras de cancionesSuicidal tendencies tend to get in the wayFace your sins, Armageddon, it's judgment dayDay of judgment, God is calling! And as God has struck the hourThou shall not sin, so I grin as I sing a songWho the fuck are you, to tell me what's right and wrong? Death is in my eyes, I wear no disguiseYou're gonna pay for those little white liesNo more Mr. nice guy, I filibusterWhen I said fuck you, I was disgustedBut you can't trust it, 'cause I can't trust itReverend Swagger, the preacher bustedYou're goin' to hell, for all your sinsPins and needles, needles and pinsVoodoo doctor, on the rocks with vodkaThe preacher got busted with a whore, got ya! Man on the moon, but still can't fly rightNow he's gonna fake his death, he can't die rightSelling Bibles on the corner but you'll payFor all your sins, it's judgment dayDay of judgment, God is calling! Satan laughing spreads his wings, Oh lord yeah! You mutha fuckin' sinner, blind ass bitchStealin' from the poor, just to get richJudgment day, you're gonna pay and you'll burnThey're gonna tie your ass to a stake and let ya burnFor all that punk ass shit you tried, Praise the lord! Bitch be quiet! 'cause you can't brain wash me, I'm not brain deadYou're better off takin' two to the headJudgment day, Armageddon is on it's wayNow the last thing you want to do is prayYou say you're sorry for all those things you didBut that don't workYou say you're sorry for all those souls you stoleBut that don't workYou say you're sorry for stealin' that money out the collection plateNow meet your fate, it's judgment day! Satan laughin', oh lord yeah! From Letras Mania