Rhyme Asylum - Poison Penmanship lyrics

"I'm an angel, I k** firstborns while their mamas watch, I turn cities into salt, I even, when I feel like it, rip the souls from little girls, and from now till kingdom-come the only thing you can count on in your existence is never understanding why" Thief in the night fangs in your jugular Bleeding you dry I live in a gla** house Throwing Meteorites Appeased the gods in a previous life And I slice the throat of Sweeney Todd For my piece of the pie I'm the angel of d**h Outpacing Olympic swimmers Wit the titanic s anchors chained to my legs All without breaking a sweat From the underground And I'm craving the taste of your flesh Like the day of the dead Here for gaining respect Enforce the laws of gravity And draw the sword of Damocles To the nape of your neck Communist Marxist Sharpshooter locked on my target I was breast feed cancer and bottles of Arsenic Blind swordsman wandering darkness I'll drop the queen's severed head in the offering basket I'm eating outta coffins and caskets And everyone in my field of vision Just crops for the harvest I'm a hell-born Seraphim Four faces with torn feather wings Spawning four deformed Nephilim Burying peace pipes Digging up the hatchet Deepthroat my dick till it singes in your stomach acid We unattractive ferocious creatures I got master degree burns After a heatstroke of genius Rush the doors from dusk till dawn My entourage plot on top of Scotland yard Cause we above the law Withstand the force of a juggernaut We're the recipe for disaster And the beats cooking up a storm All powerful being during hours of sleeping I levitate between the ground and the ceiling Advanced lifeforms found in my semen Haven't started to rap yet this is Just the sound of my breathing A metal plane like Eynola Gay I'm slashing open throats of backstabbers With my shoulder blade Step off the planet it would float away Tormented by growing pains Of my ever evolving brain I sever ties wit heaven skies And wage wars that makes Armageddon Resemble a training exercise Third eye blessed with second sight A Cenobite I've survived the new Mexico desert testing sites If I do start to smoke weed I'll take two tokes And won't breathe out for a whole week and OD Battling me you won't get cold feet The mere thought of facing Possessed Will freeze the fluid in both knees Product of a Warlock and a Witch knock you for six Piledrive you down a bottomless pit Push my luck over the top of a cliff I don't bite the hand that feeds me I chew it off at the wrist I forge a sword from a thunderbolt And I'll rub in salt into bullet wounds Just to the make the slug dissolve