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Yo
Yeah uh
Yo this the shit right here
Yeah this make me wanna kill somebody
Turn this shit up real fucking loud

Drinking the bile out ya pancreas the fanciest
Cancerous talkin lyricist pack a shank on the hips
You a skanky bitch slit ya wrist-clittoris
If your inhibited I'll piss in ya syphillis incubus
Mr.Death Dr.Demise Surgeon Slice
You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life
You're wack if you dont appreciate knives
The way a knife slices precise the trife it's a demonic device
The chronic you light inhale, for those in jail
To those that beef get impaled and buried in snails
My brains charred like burnt flesh and scarred
Ripping ya breast apart digest ya heart
Die!

Kid you know you can't fuck with this
Don't you know my shit's too sick
Kid you know you can't fuck with this
Might get ya whole fuckin head split

Terrorize ya whole clique make suck ya own tits
And spit the cancer out, grab a glock; call me Sir Manson-a-Lot
Blow ya brains on the seats varicose veins on the streets
Cocaine dust and weed, kill you slowly it's a must you bleed
Pop a vein in ya skull from the stress feelin numb in ya chest
Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety
An axe, a mack, a black jack, a bat - crack!
Right upside ya fuckin head, for talking shit about this kid
You bled, sadistic and red, my biscuit pumps lead
Cock it, obnoxious, get chopped up in boxes
I'm toxic, my topics are gothic
Morbidity you can't get rid of me
the reason this humidity is shit to me
So kill ya'self and write a note
Right before the noose wraps tight around ya throat
Ya windpipe is choked
New York is full of transvestites in coats
Helpless wenches control and sacrificing goats
It's death fortysecond street derelicts
Reppin' it sellin shit malevolent
Mad felons kid I got three in the fam
Me and my man will beat you with hands leave you beneath the sand
You sinkin quickly, I'm thinking, I'm sickly
I need medication the cadavers are getting stinky

Kid you know you can't fuck with this
Don't you know my shit's too sick
Kid you know you can't fuck with this
Might get ya whole fuckin head split
Split split
fuckin head split fuckin head split bitch fuckin head split


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