Mr. Hyde - Tyrrannical lyrics

[Verse 1: Ill Bill] Torture you for drug money and laugh, we the funniest We find humor in things we leave bloodiest Goons from the NYC, Canarsie ILL CaniBILL, ya'll know who the f** I be On stage and paranoid, I be carryin' heat Cause what happened to Dimebag ain't gonna happen to me I'm poppin' that grey ratchet, honour Mark David Chapman Spaz out and bash in his face with a hatchet Take it in blood, sniff lines between hatred and love Between your body and the case in the slugs Make ba** stomp like Geddy Lee on stage with Rush 190 BPM's laced with dust We the tyrannical, my tabernacle's mechanical Fanatical with the appetite of a cannibal Splatter your f**in' head in half like a cantelope I'm the disease and there is no antidote [Verse 2: Necro] k** back, liberate your brain quick, And puff a brick of weight, Smoke 'til you deteriorate Tittelate and invigerate Articulate sick hate Get your chestplate trigger-sprayed Instigate and pick a date for your d**h A knife in your throat, a slug in your back Pick your fate Watch it miss and ricochet off your brain 'Til you sit and lay in a bed in a cripple state The autopsy will stipulate, the gun shot's incel bait With the beat, incubate Ain't it plain to see? If there's any one cat that'll murder your brain, it's me I'm established and anguished Like Genghis Khan holdin' a shank, kid Spittin' Satanic slanguage I speak brutal truth, beef with me, you will lose What you wanna do? It's for you to choose [Verse 3: Mr Hyde] Shoot the grapple hooks, kid, I caught you with words sh** is evil like an old man torturing birds Straight halitosis, my style is the grossest Whoever's closest will feel the ferocious Impact of my blade, let you capped with the fade You're trapped in my maze full of lactating maids So happy you stayed to enjoy the carnival You'll be fitted for a noose, hanging like a barnacle Inflict a vicious scar the size that midgets are Three feet deep in a ditch in Wichita Punk paranoid p**y, you pissed your underwear Rip, cut and tear, kid, your blood in Tupperwear Live a pessimist life, suicide is appealing Hang myself from the ceiling dangling like an earring Veins and a belt, inject the h**ne Methadone 'til you're gone, kid, I'm k**ing everyone