Wulf, the Despicable - What Is Evil? lyrics

(Verse 1) My name is ****, b**h I'm here to blow your house down Cut your body up And hide the pieces in the ground And drain a pint of blood Into that mother f**ing dixie cup And force six s*uts To drink AB neg like "bottoms up" What the f**? This f**ers going nuts And now he's choking news reporters 'till they flash the public musty c*nts What the friggen sh** This f**ers overdoing it Come on, give the woman back Her fingers, toes and nose and sh** I turned this b**h into Helen Keller's second coming Give me half a second and a paring knife I'll think of something else to do Who else to screw And whos up next for torture My vote is cast for Hillary And c*nts that go support her And any mother f**er calling Human rights important Is on deck for riding dick Until your p**ys split in four So come and talk some sh** I'm the Big Bad Wolf And I'ma skip pa**ed the carving Cuz your body whole I will engulf (Verse 2) This Sasquatch is back in here To f** your tinderboxes up Your Legos and Kineks are left But sh**, your sister's in the trunk Good luck finding me I disappear at once and now This b**h is like the seventh victim I've abducted this month Shut up c*nt I got a f**ing dump truck Of bodies that I need to dump and hide You h*mo dumb f** Step aside Or get your a** f**ed up worse Than Rihanna when her boyfriend Got a fist of sh**ty haircut Say what? Nah I truly never give a f** I showed up to my father's funeral With some 40's f**ing drunk And high as sh** on Vicodin Writing all my rhymes in pen I found up in the glove compartment Of his Volkswagen And pissed up on his f**ing grave The f** I say? I'm going out my f**ing mind, but sh** I guess I f**ing feel this way I'm just a villain who gets Feelings in his nuts When ladies show their bu*ts Or anybody says the words "f**" or "c*nt" I f** a c*nt and leave my f**ing dick up in her While I bust a fat nut but I ain't Looking for a child So I wait a couple month's And fist the b**h's uterus And eat the f**ing fetus up for lunch And clean the mess up With a tissue You got a f**ing issue? b**h I'm here to f**ing diss you And open palm slap the silly Living sh** right out of you And jerk my dick off In your f**ing open chest cavity, ooh So maybe next time Don't f** with players stronger than you Maybe next time You'll let me put my balls in it too Those salty dogs ain't all that Ballers put in jaws, so it's cool And I don't really give like Half a sh**ty wipe what you do So call the po-po, an ambulance A counselor and a fireman too Cuz you be chillin with me But I'm be up in you Whether you like it or not I know the truth is you do The f** you running for? The grave ain't gon be distant for you So if you're f**ing 'round, b**h Taste the points of my clip Taste a verse of my sh** Taste the tip of my dick The f** you trying to do, man You running? Good, I guess we're taking a trip Let's f**ing split