you'll die and unknown, during the night the blood flows i'll be in you house by the time you come home kill yourself if you can find enough rope before i'm able to grab a knife and cut throats dedicated, put in work for a long time countless seasons on earth that have gone by learn that we all die, i'm concerned that my songs might cause you to swerve to the wrong side back for the moment to smash my opponents hellbound, i ain't gotta ask where i'm going favorite weapon, the ax that i'm holding i'd love to use it but i can't cause it's broken ain't blown up due to a lack of promotion if not for that you couldn't match the explosion half wouldn't notice if i didn't rap with emotion and flowed with the wrath of the ocean ..
of course i'm a sick fuck, more than a bit nuts staring at my sword as it drips blood mutilate the corpse of my victims hope i find you on the floor with your wrists cut ..
i'm looking for a knife to hold tight, die when hope dies stare for too long your eyes will go blind listen to the subliminal messages that i put inside these dope lines and find a gold mine time just goes by i'm in search of a place no matter how hard i try i won't find lost in a desert, everything i find is bone dry and i'm the only guy who knows why indeed i'm a cut throat beast if you must know, germinated deep in the unknown throw a right hook at a speed that'll crush bone choke until they no longer breathe and become ghosts forever a sick fuck measure my victims first then dismember and stitch up lunatic, losing it whenever my ribs touch whether i was sober or whether i did drugs ..
of course i'm a sick fuck, more than a bit nuts staring at my sword as it drips blood mutilate the corpse of my victims hope i find you on the floor with your wrists cut ..