i m like a dead corpse crawling out the dirt on some zombie shit aiming for your neck to bite the flesh where the veins connect my brains incorrect traumatize you in a sec my rap are like crack in a deck satanic intellect slaughters you i got more for you gore for you your flesh is sort of blue you ll be begging someone to pull me off of you when i m stabbing you i offered you a chance to leave you ll only understand when you bleed there s no talking to you just shoving a fork in you who the fuck you talking to i m pure death in a flesh i ll arrange a coffin for you my knife packing status got you shook a lot of crooks respect my rep step kid i advise you not to look turn your head or you ll turn up dead put you to sleep inside a burning bed learn from what i said i m mushing your peeps and i m squishing you deep beneath where the deceased rest in peace hyde injure you with ninja crews contemplate what sin to do negotiate with satan cause it s his decision too hold a sword like ghost dog leaving blood and gross gore so disgusting that your corpse is not allowed in most morgues so jagged and decrepit kid that the maggots rejected it i dumped it in the sea and killed all life except for squid walk the wrong path deviated by demons while you faggot motherfuckers inebriated by semen lure you into my web change your corduroys to red then look for you to find you in the mortuary dead fill my clip with the lead and put the biscuit to the head after i ripped you up to shreds i ll take a sip of what you bled don t ever try and hawk or rip cause i don t wanna talk ill play the kind of sport the way you catch a tomahawk open up your skull fabrics falling to the ground take a toke and sniff a pull like your drawn to the sound thugs cry blood supported by the hemp and the guns y all tempt me to flip so morbid when i empty the clip it s awful how we decorate your coffin send me the clit we celebrate when henny blood shakes now render me sick whatever ya fix get fitted with a milli a chrome rap vinnie jones i dis attach snatch from the bone and ate the last witnesses k ed out on medicine health nut crush up my wheat germ chase it with heroin guerrilla biscuits busting your windpipes into splinters another thing that causes pain is the frost in the winter circle of tyrants rock an inverted cross iced out blood from em two in your face get erased lights out spikes out for dish rags keep em on the hip like shit bags you don t want it fag be left in the bubble covered the fam state bent like breathing rubber so be advised lucifer s rising the invocation of my demon brother  splattered in blood lather my thought patterns with drugs morbid visions of cadavers ravaged by maggots and bugs beetles crawling out of your eye sockets puss pouring out of your mouth on top of dry vomit billions of body bags blood drenched battlefields big butcher knives you fucking faggots get your fucking face erased from your cabbage tangled and gored on top half of your body hanging off the door spasm and splash your organs across the floor it s death the slug hit the bulletproof vest i took from the policeman after i blew off his head we knights of satan serving satan s seders god is an atheist you fucking idiots your bitches give brain to us save yourself the altar of sacrifice we criminally insane escape from bellevue sniffing up cocaine don t even try it it s ill bill the gourmet of violence donate my brain to science vacation in insane asylums come on come all to my carnival of carnage where i ll slice and dice and peal off your shell like an orange i m too precise not to be nice i know you like christ you ll pay twice the price i ll put brains on ice for preparation prepare for the separation of your foundation so come get your found basted in hot sauce i roasted like hot dogs on an open fire i m a trig like myer but don t anile the entire picture because i hang you like fixture so when you enter the mixture use extreme caution because it only takes one portion to perform an abortion with the steel that i force in you feel lost when you get tossed in the bottomless gorge the heroin horde got guns and swords swords swords swords1
['hardcore hip hop', 'horrorcore']