User talk:Caddius888

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send it to the media, send it to the UN, send it to the Pope—I don't care. just don't paste it all over Wikipedia. —Charles P._(Mirv) 07:49, 16 March 2006 (UTC)

[edit] Jump Street

its me bit3H's I'm rich bit3h with p-ness and picks get respect or death like a dog go fetch bullets in your chest got a ax to grind and a timer on a bomb to wined it's under the wright house so ill be fine love to wine and dine the world is mine i saw it first what perverts love pussy and @$$ look what i can do i can do you up like the dead and piss in your hair and down your face bit3h this could be love

is it me or did the world just die no that's the end of my i got a gun and i love to rub nuns buns for fun hit pussy like a Attila the Hun, honey please my DI3k your knees your life is to please me ill take your wife have her back after DARK TOP flight pussy of the world CRESS breast bit3h to easy to in press shut up I'm looking at your breast face and @$$ look good in lace

queers suck dick i stab at the clit eat pussy like a hog in shit if you bet on me don't hold your breath its like playing Russian roulette put your money in god now that's a safe bet now who can be up set God make pussy and he gets my respect NOW THAT'S A SAFE BET


Caddius888 02:33, 17 March 2006 (UTC)

[edit] other peoples prayers (OPP)

How do I hate the let me brake your bones to count the ways

I pray of you to leave to day don’t let me have my way

I would love to kill day by day

The way doesn’t mater the blood is all the same

The world will say my name or die jest the same

Some times I lie to my self my God knows the truth

He sees my pain he said I am a murder though I never killed any one

So much for my mine

To happy for a killer

To strange to be normal

Say hi to all of my dead friends

One is born again

One has a wound on his head

One was dead who the life is

Good little girls and boys give up your life to save it from me

I wait in the shadows were you can’t see

Death is the gift to all who come to me

Is to day your death

To me you’re so sweet

Nice to kill good enough to eat

How nice for you

Do you love the unholy sleep with sin?

Evil for a bed mate

It is to laugh and I laugh at you

You can’t see my mine is dead to the world

Jesus is your help coming I know it is I just hate to wait

Is it hate or rage is there light at the end of the tonal

Dumb to smart to stay sane do you know my name three six’s wait I mean eight

If the devil is reborn heaven is the place to be lucky me

Though I’m blind I see

You may never know the right words to say to god

But he is my father am the son left behind

Why not go his way I hate this hell yet to be set on fire


By Caddius888 DW


When he said fire for your souls

I screamed father help me

Let me not fall that far

Why do you temped me to be evil

I was made to be graceful

You have broken me

Broken now free to break you

I’ll leave nun standing

Why laugh when others cry 

Why live to die

Have pain will try to Get though the day please don’t push me down

Why cry more fun to get even far treatment for all

Stop that laughing one of these days you’re going to die laughing

So ha ha to you know nothings keep it up your wealth is digging your rut

Some gays don’t like it in the but ha-ha king tuft

Her name comes up from time to time can I walk in time yes yes yes

All the demons say in my head today I fell apart put to gather to fast to protest

I hate to 2nd guess god is my part in his heart or not

not for me but for you I ask these things god help me please

I have many needs that have been filled

I what power worlds to devour hell (would be fun) to rule call me to cruel stop adding fire to my fuel I did what I chose to do god love you have a nice day stay out of my way

Too many sins to pay only god knows when I pray today I gave my soul to Crispin

Ha-ha I know ill pay for that one day but tumors gorge them self on my brain to shay I am insane can the Satan of old fight the new beast can he compete with me I am not a thinker just the speaker is my new name of god or Satan stop laughing at me I was fooled in to thinking I know what I’m doing Jesus help this human dog can you lift me up to a new life or is the second death for me will I lose my way can I stay the cross

Will you help me no mater what push me to the top never lose my spot

I am your beloved son of your right hand

I know you’re in love with a loser it’s me what will you do kick me with your word pick me up and say son you are loved and it amuses me to see you smile may my love be with you forever to the end that is never over

Reading is far form of spelling not that I care

To me its more like taking out the trash

Or walking though a crowded city for me there is no rest from death

Its pure hate for killers every were care to take the pill swallow deep

From your feet dose your shadow seep step up to the light crawl to the darkness

You hate the site of you pain to happy to droned copy for the world do me no favors

I like my face don’t need your advice to be myself wake up to a new day just to watch myself walk away from all you hold dear all you have is fear nowhere near right all you have is queer in my heart is the will to do right ill try not to complain and be poison to myself I need gods words to live

Caddius888 02:37, 17 March 2006 (UTC)

[edit] Kool water

happy days leave me draned more hope than pain then god has given me a gift to me keep prayin to get paid god works in mistearies ways iv split called insane the lord has givein me power overweliming god plant in me your seed

open my eyes so i can see he called me storng win i was weak ear to hear and eyes to see he called me storng win i was weak ear to hear and eyes to see

god has given a gift to me i was lost but now i see the bloods in air lifes not fair her we are living as strangers pay for pills from pushers called thugs all good thing come for above is god hard to inpress well i guess do i like gold more than god silly quasion with a good andsir no at lest i dont think so if good turns to bad then bad to (very bad) like a baby born dead isnt that what 50 said start from the good book and i guess your off the hook to live right in god site call your sisters sluts and hoes so they grow up given up but just to fead your lust what are you realy pushin to the women of the world what happens when you father a girl

son of a carpinder king of the world till dad get back Caddius888 02:40, 17 March 2006 (UTC)