[Chorus]
I've got the rhymes from hell, fire up high burning so well
I've got rhymes from hell
[Verse 1]
A knife stickin' out a f*ggots body
Choked his sister, she screamed for a life
I had to shut her up so I ended up stabbin' her with a knife
She still could scream with 2 hands around her thoart
She's a damn s*ut, she's used a mouth more than ones that includes using her thoart
Shoot 20 rounds to shut her pretty mouth shut
Yeah, she's a damn s*ut, we all know
Don't forget she is a pretty ugly hoe
I'll whack her with a damn bible yo
Just bend over and take it, the ugly b**h just likes to fake it
She has less orgasms with me and I hate to look at her face everyday
I'mma beat up the who*e til she cries, f** her hard til she dies
The b**h makes me sick, feel like a f**in' damn dick
Woman are just objects, lack very good s**
Smack a b**h, yeah, til she pisses in a cup
Texas Chainsaw, walkin' about with his brains hanging out
He puts it back together again like Humpty Dumpty
Help me, help me, one says the chainsaw is gonna cut me
Runnin' away from his house that he has a hook hang his victims
[Chorus]
I've got the rhymes from hell, fire up high burning so well
I've got rhymes from hell
[Verse 2]
Go in a bank with a knife instead of a gun and rob the place
Point the knife at one customer in the face
The b**h screams, I'mma throw her to the rest of the people in a hostage
Tellin' them if they move an inch they'll be knifed
Endin' a life worse than OJ Simpson when he's seein' his wife cheat on Ron Goldman
Took a knife and threatened a bank teller
Said if she would scream for help once I would k** her
I found a gun so I took it and pointed it to a mother with 1 child and was gonna pull the trigger but then I decided to spear her because she had a Celtic top on
If she didn't had that top on, she would've been no more
I was also gonna put her down and choked her til she became a dead who*e
I was gonna shoot everyone in the bank til the police arrives
I'll run or come out with a big black suit like the 3 from GTA
Did a robbery with a couple of pills to ease me down
k** a homeless man with a dog beggin' for the life of it's man
It's owner, had a girlfriend and I owned her
Insulted her til she was down and felt like a clown
3 words that black people don't like to use, not even 1 K
I whacked a b**h of a chair and said that she will lose all her hair
I did that before when I child, I didn't really care
Out of our minds, and we want in yours, let us in
Kick a b**h tell her she is a witch, f** her
Drive off in a car with a dead girl in the boot
[Chorus]
I've got the rhymes from hell, fire up high burning so well
I've got rhymes from hell
[Verse 3]
b**h, don't you think I'mma k** you and your boyfriend you stupid b**h
I one time saw this b**h who was gonna commit suicide in her Hollywood apartment like she was Ricardo López
Instead of stalkin' Bjork, she'll be stalkin' for a knife or gun to end herself
Pop with a gun, now she's dead with her face painted green and red
Another Lopez d**h, maybe she'll be related to him
A cousin maybe, sister, nope
I don't think he ever had a sister though he had a brother, pretty sure he worked as a pest control officer for him and then became a mad psycho with a gun with a bit of his stalkin' victims music
I think he used it to get some rest when he died to meet up with her when she dies from a blow
I run from the cops after the bank heist, I fall and shout JESUS CHRIST!
Must have a pa**ion for Christ
God help me, I'm turning mad
I bet I am cause I'm beginning to believe in a Santa Clause
Santa having s** and says, you're a good hoe hoe hoe
[Chorus]
I've got the rhymes from hell, fire up high burning so well
I've got rhymes from hell