Sketch the Bottom Feeder - Drink Three Gallons ft. KRA$HMAN lyrics

(Sketch) Yo I'm somethin' like the hip-hop version of GG Allin Murder and rape are the only things that keep me smilin' And if I hear another rapper spittin' a written claimin' that he's freestylin' I'ma make him drink three gallons of his own blood So please be silent, and stop your talkin' sh** Or I'ma have your top and bottom lip sewn shut And when I do you better fight through the pain, ‘cause if you make a sound I'll put a bullet right through your brain Then I'll have to get to burnin' the evidence I'll ignite you inflames while you're headed off to your permanent residence I still remember the day that my heart died The day I committed myself fully to the dark side The evolution of a demon spawn, and to a devil You on my level keep, dreamin' on I'm proud of my sins, and ashamed of my good deeds I really wanna k** ya, do ya think I could please? (KRA$HMAN) Feelin' like a grown kid, that's mentally ill Red rum, red rum with a license to k** Mixin' medicine and d**, I'm a science guy like Bill Disturb the messages he brings and get fright with the chills Flow sick, I got the antidote Lookin' at ‘em through the scope Rifle them across the line and split ‘em like a cantelope Women leave me feelin' caged, somethin' like an animal That's why I can't wait to eat ‘em out, like a cannibal Sugar sweet another drink, my juice is no Danimals I'm tryna change the mood, somethin' like TVs and camels fused I got bars, don't think I can't handle you Put a n***a to sleep like a motherf**in' xanny do Catch Z's if you ever think you can catch me Get sniped like Wesley, ‘cause I rock like Presley Get ran like Nikes, you ever think you could check me And when it's crunch time, get broke off like Nestle's