[Verse 1] (Delirious)
Lets get back to basics like base hits, burn your skin with the fire that I lit kid
Not superstitious, sickening with this paranormal flow, I get so vicious
I'm a sinner, revenge is my business, burning small crosses up on your exposed skin
When the ba** thumps I smash skulls to fragments, insolence not tolerated, I don't wanna have it
Steady grabbing, screaming out for help, on the top shelf, Glock co*ked with the 12 shot shells
Not a chance I'm a miss, if i do I've got 12, 99% chance I'm a make your blood spill
Lets be real, I'm a f**ing lunatic. Kidnapper, I'm snatching up all the little neighbor kids
Sick ba*tard, I'm testing the parents on resilience, sick puppy, I'm snuffing the ma**es for the good of it
I creep with intentions, some call them oh so dubious
Straps and chains I'm preppin' em' up for what I'm about to do them
Scrutinous fool with no mercy, personally sorta loopy
My actions playing like a movie, evil ash, yeah b**h I'm so groovy
Removing my arm with a chainsaw, eat that motherf**er quick cuz i love it raw
Drinking down the blood, sip it up with a smile, sit back, relax, kickin' it, coolin' in a lawn chair
Waving to all my neighbors as they run away all scared, looking at em' wondering whats up as i sit there
With a severed head on my lap, guess its kinda rare, come back quick, I'm not a bad dude I SWEAR
[Chorus] (Delirious & A-Game)
You can find me drunken cursing
All these hoes I've tried coercing
Straight dispersing grimy workings
Of a pure k**er my instincts they make me murk things
You can find me high as f**
So grimey, we f** sh** up
Talk sh**, get your mouth stitched shut
I drain the blood, I drain the blood
[Verse 2] (A-Game)
I've got lots of problems yo, A-Game feels unstoppable
All I do is [KILL] when I spit this verbal arsenal
I'm sick as a disease like a ma**ive outbreak
Stepping in the ring with me, you won't make it out safe
I'm about to make it rain, but blood is what I reign in (It's on my clothes!)
Damn near every white tee that I got it's f**ing stained with
Patterns like a painting, sick with a blade like Jason
Stick you in different places, you gon' have to have your face stitched
I been on some insane, lost my marbles in my brain sh**
I call murder a game, and you the one I wanna play with
This beat was murdered by A-Game, and Delirious we is so heinous
You can get stabbed, or my homies can clap you with the stainless
Off 10 acid tabs I'm not thinking, so I'm ready for war
You can say it's Rated "M" cause there'll be plenty blood and gore
Use of d** that is for sure, safe to say stay out my way
But I'll let my homie tell you where to find me anyway
In case you looking
[Chorus]