Lo-Key - King Of Horrorcore lyrics

Nod your head to thy king of horrorcore! [Verse 1] They tried their best to erase me I don't think so, put a blade where your brain be I don't need help, yo it's too late to save me Praised and insane, I pray to hell daily All who oppose get chained in my basement Finally a new specimen for me to play with Oh how I call for the screams of a fake b**h Fake tits, dripping blood, red to the pavement Ey, yo this bottle of Colada Is the only f**ing reason that your body ain't a condiment That's sitting in a zip-lock bag inside a freezer door k** cause I can, what the f** I need a reason for? I tied a facebook model to an oak tree Soaked it in gas and then I lit the match slowly Making yourself at home, now you finally get to know me And when you get the hell, listen for the name Lo Key [Interlude] Make way for the king Listen here b**h [Verse 2] Yo, obey the ghost in the darkness s*ut Otherwise you'll be chillin' in the garbage dump With a carved up gut, and the seven on your forehead Cut off your legs, leave em on your momma doorstep Huh, act like you never heard of me Burning up every verb that I've heard of and now usurping me Making you say "Lo Key is the illest" is no concern to me I got to stab you through your speaker and make you worship me [Interlude] Make way for the king! [Verse 3] I'm the type of person to murder your neck purposely Earn your respect? f** you, I open the flesh vertically Yes I confess, I love painting the room burgundy Holes in your chest, surgery, serving it for eternity I turn the lawn mower upside down and rev it on stage Right in front of the crowd Any hoes, if you can hear this sound Then lower Lo Key haters in the place like (blaow!) f** the scene, f** the dream, f** your scheming a** As your spinal fluid seep into my demon mask I don't even need a mask, hoodie up, creepin past Hooked up, hearin' last, now I got you in my grasp [Outro] Make way for the king (Make way for the king!)