[Intro: The Etherealist]
Oh, sh**! It's Murder on the Dancefloor, mother-f**er!
Yeah, Madk**a, Steele Jacket and DJ f**ing Quicket Bat
Popping you with a gat; you gone' get whacked, mother-f**er
Yo, check it:
[Verse 1: Full Steele Jacket]
I'm the mother-f**ing Full Steele Jacket
There ain't no vest that can stop what I've got, maggot
I'm coming over to shoot all over your face
Better bring a mop: there'll be brain all over the place
Then I'm gonna go and put you back together
Or I suppose I could just tan your a** for leather
Oh hey baby, do you like my new shoes?
This is my second pair; the last one had tattoos
Go ahead; make a break for your car
It doesn't matter; there's no way you'll get far
At some point you'll have to go to bed
Then I'll creep up and cut off your f**ing head
Pick it up, better run; I'mma throw deep
Don't try to cover, you may as well be asleep
I run you over, go back twice and go to town
Don't you dare throw that flag: this is a touchdown
[Verse 2: The Etherealist]
The last thing I'mma be is f**ing celibate
So protect where you sh** and defend all your kids
Jokes, dawg; I ain't f**ing with no children
I just f** 'em up; get strangled by intestines how I k** them
Mother-f**ers say I take sh** too far
When I roll up in a black car, getting a blow job from a pensioner
You better watch out, cause I'm f**ing taking scalps
And I'm f**ing in your house, and I'm f**ing your wife right now
f**ing her in the mouth before I'm cutting her down south
Gutting her through her blouse, pulling her f**ing intestines half-way out
God-dammit, I'm a mad, sick man
I smack a b**h so bad, her f**ing chin shatters in half
Samurai blade on your wedding day
Everyone, I slay. On your children, I will prey
And I'll spray their f**ing veins on the display and on your f**ing cake
Eviscerate their frames, today I'm eating brains: can't f**ing wait
[Verse 3: DJ Quicket Bat] [Freestyle]
Everyone's rushing me, social ecstasy
Coming like a bee off the top of this bop
I need some toilet roll cause I'm really in the mood
I'm really gonna kick your noo', well, you're nude
Wanna come into your bed and smash your box in
I will make you lose your door
(Genitals) What the f**?
Like a truck coming in to this
Ah like, I'm pretty stuck
I'm trying to find a peace of mind
Trying to look for the outside
People that have offended me
(It's all too much) Oh no; no-one's gonna impress me
Cause I'm beast, I'm king, I'm power
(It's all too much) You know, when I just look at all the hours
I got in my life that I've wasted
[Outro: DJ Quicket Bat]
Aww, f** my a**
(Foetus)
Can we keep going? And be like 'f** my a**'...
Wait, how many- oh, was that sixteen bars?
Oh, I got carried away. Okay, I'm done
If I get better, can I come back?