Caucasian - Sick mind of Caucasian lyrics

IM itchin', twitchin' for some friction k**ed the competition, body's in the kitchen This is my job, work Monday to Friday Can't stop thinking, mind running like a 5k My enemy approached me, said he was better I robbed him naked, now I'm rockin' his sweater I robbed him blind, even took his eye sockets Took his cash and stashed it in my pocket I use these two fists to make fools toothless For my amusement I produce bruises Cool it, one more word and it's fatal I'll serve ya like a ladle, knuckle to naval Nose bleedin', bringing violence to your sinuses Stop crying, b**h, we know you are spineless .38 special, produced from my pocket Finger on the trigger, thumb ready to co*k it My one wish to have blood run on your chin We're playing a game called wheel of fortune Unloaded the whole clip, spun it and rolled it This game is Russian, it is called Roulette Only after hours do I whack the cowards After an hour he unravels in my shower Hydrochloric acid makes the body bubbly What's troubling is that this does not trouble me Scalpel the scalp to skin, organs for harvest Hair, nails, and bone get thrown in the garbage The meat is red, and the veins are pink I drain my mind and finally drain the sink My lightbulb is quite dull, help me, my mind's ill I unwind with some wine combined with Nyquil Six shots sound, and six cops down Bury them with lead, they don't get no ground Chin up and chest out like I was proud of it Crown on my head, whole towns bow to it Gotta stay low I know they will arrest me The only catch to that is that they've gotta catch me My Glock's shots rock ya block, causing shock Fully co*ked and hot, I am not gonna stop Storytime's over, I told this, I told that Interrupt like hiccups, I'm out like old fads