Spoken: Yo... Y'all know who the f** it is man. PTB... Mark of the beast... f** all that soft sh**. all that swag, Yolo, Skinny jean wearing, f*ggot a** sh**.. f** the industry n***a, put your mother f**in horns up, its that real k**er sh**
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This that sh** that them serial k**ers ride to, Vice lords GDs Crips and them Pirus, short tempered you dont wanna light my fuse. This that murder musick f** you n***as y'all can die to!
This that sh** that them serial k**ers ride to, sicfucs juggalo's sikcyde crew, short tempered you dont wanna light my fuse. This that murder musick f** you n***as y'all can die to!
Verse 1
k**in em off like a holocaust never been soft, i'll leave ya body rigamortised stiff and hung from a cross, decapitated and mutilated i'll rip you apart, I can smell your blood for miles similar to a shark, my blade will bring a smile to ya throat when its sharp, im the creep that despises the sun and lives in the dark, and im a - bit bizaar- and my victims are- ganna get hit hard, tortured and scarred, im'a torch until them b**hes charred, give em 10 minutes let em pray to their fictitious god, a vicious heart - ??- intentions to brawl, I rip your eyeballs out the socket then i'll f** ya skull, boratic acid on your face to watch the skin dissolve, the world revolves around me and my cause, f** applause, I wanna see some blood and violence lemme see ya mosh, im never 2nd to any man im'a be the boss, how many rappers must i sacrifice to get my point across?
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Verse:
Yo! you f**in cross me best believe that i will find you, im outta my mind, my only mission now is to confine you, in my basement gag and blind you, hogtied and ducktape to bind you ---- in progress