[Sin7ven - Verse 1]
f** you in the face b**h, taste this
I'm fly like seduction on a spaceship
Ma** affection, adolescent bragging babbling
Dabbling with this rapping business, smacking spitters tacky swagger man he flexing
Parselspeaking, darling teasing charming demon
Carving pentagrams in every vag I mark with semen
f**ing hard as being cis on tumblr
I piss on dumb girls, the diss list, this big spreads arms
Everyone inform Dead his head's large
Forehead got stretch marks, vortex of flex bars
Stored in his shed with the warheads and XLR forming a web
Recording his next text arc
Eurgh, f** it, I spat like a bucket
Put my f**ing hand up your a** like a muppet
Coveting the a** can't stop it
Into vampire fangs damn pu pucker up pucker up and s** it
[Mawthra - Verse 2]
f** it, pa** me that satellite milk
And my appetite filled imma satisfied shill
Candlelight spilt as the sacrifice k**ed
Ain't an acolyte built to battle my ilk
Im a monsta but my rappin devine
Just pa**in the time smack slags back in time
Imma a hybrid thing both dragon and fly
I spread my wings and blacken the sky
I can't remeber the last time
My liver has pa**ed wine but liqour was last night
Considered my past crimes just figured id blast rhymes
Until these mutherf**ers figure out that its cash time
Ooooh b**h i know you wanna go home
Ooh no we ain't f**in leavin till our flow gold
Ohh ho we gone f**in see what your dome hold
Put you a** breath bra** necks in a choke hold
[Sin7ven - Verse 3]
Blabbermouth rapping loud, stagger bladder packed
Slapping cows, scallywag, bragging, blacking out
Napping in a cadillac in traffic, fatty macking
Baggy pants sagging baddy back in action now
My brain's f**ing haywire
And I feel like I'm Lain ‘cause I stay wired
Gimme that money and I'll make it rain fire
On a lame liar, maintain flames in the tummy
Turn your b**h made verses into spit takes
Fishface spitters getting cursors on their clickbait
As a kid scratching his rhymes in the sand
Trying to master his basilisk pineal gland
Oh no morose flows froze his foes toes
Ghost wrote for coco, most folks don't know though
Smoke the globe in four tokes, toast the ozone
Roving ronin poke holes in hoes' kimonos
[Mawthra - Verse 4]
And what you dont know it won't hurt ya
But what will is knowin our sole purpose
Blowin the whole purch' ain't goin to no church
Ain't goin to soul search we closin the whole curtain
Ho better back up out my face b**h
The snakes that i came with the same that'll break kids
The snake that i taste with the same that i flame with
The same that'll claim that your lame figures ain't sh**
Ha im done with this ruckus
Runnin this coven's f**in been fun but
f**in miss muffet up in this cubbard's
Somethin my stomach's done begun lovin
God damn man the sound is automatic
When every single f*ggot round the town that wants to rap is
Cashed in ain't nobody down to drop the past when
Every single sound up out my mouth is problematic