Snowgoons - The Rapture lyrics

[Verse 1: Meth Mouth] Its Meth Murder music Its the lyrical genocide My men at war spread like pesticide Knocked on heavens door, beheaded and petrified Talk sh**, get offed within the enterprise Step aside, I'mma let it fly like this set of knives Switch blade, carve 'em, said I couldn't hang Because the colour of my skin, watch the skin hang off em I'm just stating facts its the serrated tongue with the jaded rap I traveled to hell with the best and made it back Take a bump from the sadist punk Tired of chasing d** so drew an x through my wrist to mark the place to cut They found Meth as good as dead on the curb Shot up the wrong vein addictions really getting on my nerves [Hook: King Gordy] Murder! Torture! d**h! Pain! Off two hits of c**aine, I am k**in' everythin'! This is Murder! Torture! d**h! Pain! So what the game when I blow out your brains! Murder! Torture! d**h! pain! Off two hits of c**aine, I am k**in' everythin' This is Murder! Torture! d**h! Pain! So what the game when I'm blowin' out your brains! [Verse 2: Swifty McVay] You musta been smoking a boulder For f**ing with a soldier that's sicker then Ebola I roll up on the whole with a chainsaw Turned his little toddler to coleslaw Im gonna expose y'all Savagely swarm balls(?) I paint walls, leave ya crib the ma**acre color Lifting up this match just to blast whoever I sever heads from shoulders Don't want a sword, put my hands around his neck till I snap their vocal cords f** your authority! I grab a weed grubby from Gordy And get to stomping n***as fast as sororities They either speaking under they breath Or ignoring me Cause bossing up get the a** stretched on a gurney [Hook: King Gordy] [Verse 3: Bizarre] Dressed in all black, d**h attire I'm Michael Myers mix with Omar from The Wire Read the flyer, Bizarre performing live tonight Let me ask you a question, b**h you ready to f**ing die tonight Two little boys, nine and eight Sodomized and raped Got em f**ing scared straight Menace to society Without the grades I borrowed out the phase Mess with full blown AIDS Ten OC's about to OD Beat your newborn up like the UFC I'm in Long Island hiding out k**er, murder, pain, that's what Bizarre's about [Hook: King Gordy] [Verse 4: Sean Strange] Ayo a true lunatic Shoot the sh** with the creep I'd rather off a beat a day than move a brick in a week Collision with me? Ill leave you to eternally bleeding Have you no longer walking and re-learning to read If we further from greed the dream turning to green Believe I keep murder between my shirt and my jeans You work for the clean and roam around the earth like a fiend I rep 9/12/82, the birth of a king And bring the verbal torture oughtta move with caution You'll need help I breathe hell with D12 and leave welts with seat belts And rebound with brain manipulation from the nation of pain You wet like rain precipitation when you breaking the vein [Hook: King Gordy]