Omen: Two different games me and you are playin the subs start shakin Body start achin, Bones start breakin Snapping, soul seperates didn't even know what happenned
it's so far from average. So far from normal, So far from this planet Open the door and then I grab ya
Contort and twist just to fix picture. Written in blood some interesting scriptures.
I want some blood give me blood give me more, give me gore. Give me love, give me hate Give me what you can afford.
I don't need to be great, I just want to be more. 1-3 Twisting Fate, With a key to the door.
Stressed, depressed, I grip my chest, I rip the flesh, I press the juice, I tie the knoose, I duck, I duck, I duck, I duck you goose. I get buck, you get fucked, I win you lose.
I bring the heat, no need to speak. No need to sleep, Insomniac, Reach back and breathe, You run, you hide, I seek and I find with ease.
I want your blood give me blood give me more, give me gore.
Rozz: Now is the time that we jump for the butcher-man Rozz take his sweet time, hour glass with no sand hopped up out of that rental van up to you, I don't fuck with you. I don't fuck with you, I don't fuck with them, enough said.
Comin' up outta the land where they skin deer. I'll skin you ear to ear bitch just get in here. I'll leave your face hanging off by a thread And your life will only be spared until the check clears
It's the unholy almighty Jeck here, All y'all finna die by next year. You and all your supporters are a bunch of bitches so when you entered the room I smelled the estrogen up in the air.
Fuck you, your music, your vision, your voice, your outfit you ain't about shit fuck everything you stand for and ever stood for or loved, gimme more blood.