Mr. Hyde - Shoot to k** lyrics

From out the dry skies, get doused when God cries Leap out your eyes, lies, you're 'bout to die, bye Watch out for Hyde and drowned out replies No doubt we got knives to gouge out your eyes Skies that k** plan, don't feel bad, we fill lead Landfills full of severed skeleton hands Psycho+Logical-, pop pop you got a few Bullets in your skull a chop top will body You Throat chokin', clothes soakin', 20 hemoglobin Pokin' out your globe, comatose and hope your eyes open You think I'm jokin', nope, devote to what I quote Deliriously serious, an overdose on dope It's comparible, you're wearin' all the fashionable tears I share the spare flesh with other cannibals like bears I swear to shoot clips, you're scared cuz You missed Prepare for blue lips, your prayers are useless Skin veins with dirty blades, severed limbs soaked in aids My 20 gauge kaze smoke cats like ashtrays Strays graze your brains, blood drips along with piss Projectile fifths with clips, it's pure bliss A nocturnal breed, itchy trigger finger squeeze M-16's breeze, your spleens is figurines ? a ?, just like Gothika, it's sick Your esophagus is slit and hangin' from my bottom lip ? rejected at very close range Your bloody, disconnected vertabrae is strange ? veins for purple haze, keep You ? locked up in a bird gauge Locked up in a birdcage Shopped with absurd rage, my boppin' ? spit Divorcin' your head b**h, your corpse will be ? Dead bodies by the bunch, f**in' stackin' 'em up I stay attackin' with knucks, the soundtrack to a snuff