Lord Mob Di - STOMACH PAIN lyrics

Lord Mob Di I'm a Dirty Muhf**a Straight to the Grave from the Gutter Living off the pain from my Stomach Brain tryna numb it but this hunger abundant While im existing fresh flesh what I'm hunting The scent of this Virgins bloods scrumptious No need to murder em they like to serve em selves Legs spread I'm ready for supper Its time for the s**ing she s** for Bone marrow Apparent she wild she feral Her parents gone ask bout the torn up apparel That's if she make it home Shouldn't have been alone Past midnight I watch her roam I creep up she ride with me Whisper in her ear Girl end ya life with me