This is it, y’all, I’mma let it all loose
This is the story of my life
The life I didn’t get to choose
I was born in 84 to a mother they called a whore
Called the devil’s son, a mistake, by my family’s scorn
And then the year turned me into 1985
And my mother died so brutally, I still feel it up inside
My grandmother adopted me and raised me in her home
But it was so damn hard because I was alone
I started school and I never had any friends
Busted lips and blackened eyes was a child’s revenge
I got pushed around and beat down
By the students and the staff
When I runned away cryin' all they did was laugh
My uncle Larry at the time was like a dad to me
Taking me to showtime to rent all the horror movies
Hellraiser, Halloween and Faces of Death
Day in and day out it was the illest shit
92 rolled around, I even found Christ
But then I turned my fuckin' back
Because I found it was lies
I found the left hand path and, yo, I’m still the same
LaVey, Crowley and other sinners to fill up my brain
This is my story and this is my life
The beginning of the book is here
And it lies deep inside
Listen to my ryhmes
'cause the world’s about to change
When I’m reborn the world won’t be the same
This is my story and this is my life
The beginning of the book is here
And it lies deep inside
Listen to my ryhmes
'cause the world’s about to change
When I’m reborn the world won’t be the same
Then I grew and things started to change
I found heavy metal music
And drugs became deranged
And I’d rock the mic with the loudest black metal screams
Enough to pop a virgin’s cherry
And make a preacher’s ears bleed
And still at this time I had no friends
Only people that were frontin' just to get some ends
I’ve tried suicide more than a couple times
But I guess I wasn’t trying hard enough
Because I’m still alive
2002 I met the crew that had my back chillin'
At the village inn and in the Chevy Shack
And till this day I still got my killaz
Crazy ass motherfucker psychotic wig splittas
And now that you know that I’m doing all good
I’mma tell the truth like a fuckin' real killa should
One dark august night, when I did the devil’s prayer
A demon came into my life and it slowly said:
Your soul is our’s, the harvest has begun
We assign your shell this message
Prepare for things to come
You must spread these spells
Through the doctrines of the damned
Hell’s story you will tell
You are the new son of man
Now we let you go on out, our son
And you shall unleash the prophecies upon everyone
'cause their time is short, the end is near
You are the first motherfuckin' power
That they shall fear
I’m here…
Welcome, to the doctrines of the damned, motherfuckers!