this is a story of me being a sick ass mothafucka as a youth shootin mothafuckas like you and bitches like you you all fall victim to the sickos cause i roam and i don t give a fuck and i never will let me tell ya 7 8 1 red rum why really wanna know look me in the eye i trust not a mothafucka get it through your head you dead mothafucka givin out passes make to the masses cause i m preachin homicide classes glasses could never ever see me only the doomed could ever feel me you and me could never mix grab me a fake put tape on his lips tie em up fry em up sicko style flames to his brain and then i smile while you the others dance see me fuck around do the devil s dance everybody knows i don t give a fuck if you live or you die never in your life could you ever fuck wit me well if you re the killer go ahead and murder six six six damn everybody trips am i a sick man well let me tell you a story once opon a krime sick up in the mind one with the horns like a mother morns kinda how i feel fuck a last meal take the last laugh beware of my wrath never talk shit unless you ve walked in my path physcotic all the bitches get erotic you se a dumb mothafucka if you bought it what the lies she fed to your mind the bitch is a felon strike it three times krimes everybody commits em but not every criminal is sittin in prison listen and learn before you get burned respect you gotta earn or get smoked like cherm  come along for a walk mothafucka let s talk the sparks full of boom your marks on the stone capon e i m the shinin see you can t find mothafuckas like mine belong against time a land full of sin they execute men give a grin then they shoot with a brim and a suit i m off and i stalk mothafuckas that talk the words from the cross because it i lost it fuck what you heard through the birds stop hopin go and rewind these lines just spoken feelin and tellin only i can tell them the way that i do they re all about you ain t not tellin what i might do since i don t like you i feel i got the right to come and strike you i might you feel this piss in the mist of the fog i admitt i commit a mob hit on your song not it s gone yeah mr lil one remember enjoy your living cause you re for a long time dead sicko baby i hate to say i told you so i told you so i told you i told you i told you