Tech N9ne - Serial k**a lyrics

[Verse 1: Jamie Madrox] What is it about a serial k**a that attracts you? And makes this music that you can sharpen an axe to Taking you back through a hallway to a black room No walls or ceilings, just doorways to pa** through You choose, chainsaws are always nice But razorblades and knives are way more precise When it comes to cutting, this sh** here is an art And we finish what we start, that's what separates us apart From other motherf**ers, not saying no names But them other motherf**ers (ain't family) And they say I'm sick, too sick Well how sick do you get? When you see a chest without a butcher knife buried in it Wait a minute, give me an axe I wanna smash your ribcage in half For every time you laugh on our behalf Will you let me another chance to redefine? The mind of a serial k**a [Hook] x2 Serial k**a! K-I-Double L-A Fruitloop; outta my mind like godzilla! k**! Serial k**a! k**a, k**a! Butcher under the corpse. k**a, k**a! Serial k**a! k**a, k**a! [Verse 2: Monoxide Child] Could it be the blood? Maybe it's the blood you like Or maybe it's my blatant disregard for life Most people are afraid to deny it But not me though, I keep it old school like a mink coat Rusty blade, at least 12 inches With the tipped cracked off from stabbing to many b**hes I'm digging ditches with a mental mind state Just slit up and get vicious within a dark place Throw ya mercy on the head of my axe And pray to God I don't split you in half like train tracks I can't control it, so I just put it in my music And hopefully other k**as can use it Don't confuse it with the same old game Cause the sh** that I kick could put a glitch in your mainframe Wicked to the bone I am And you can meet me in the dark if you think I'm playing, what! [Hook] x2 Serial k**a! K-I-Double L-A Fruitloop; outta my mind like godzilla! k**! Serial k**a! k**a, k**a! Butcher under the corpse. k**a, k**a! Serial k**a! k**a, k**a! [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Who's the Real k**er? Who's the motherf**a ya lovin' to hate But in the midst'll f** with real millas Trust ya b**h, we'll jock, you'll trip We'll shock with pistol co*ked (this the sh** to knock) Who am I? Amerik**a, gorilla, the Juggalizzle my nizzle With Psychopathic I'm rapping, we set to gangrene Who am I? k**a k**a, the pilla, banana fanna I feela n***a with a millimeter with the infrared beam [Verse 4: Jamie Maddrox] The axe is family, and for the family I use the axe to separate your anatomy Ain't no being mad at me, the sh** ain't even worth it I said I was a serial k**a, not perfect It's not my fault that I can't be trusted And people like me aren't all disgusted Some'll slit necks and into skull crushing And k**ing people over next to nothing motherf**er [Hook] x2 Serial k**a! K-I-Double L-A Fruitloop; outta my mind like godzilla! k**! Serial k**a! k**a, k**a! Butcher under the corpse. k**a, k**a! Serial k**a! k**a, k**a!