Ducking round da corner
Let my bullet fly and catch ya eye caught me at the worst of times so now you ass has Gotta die
Running down da ally tryna hunt a place for me to hide all hear sirens coming that and all The Screams and cries
Running with a pair of scissors dummy mode no fear at all smoking on a blunt filled up With Skunk and trien not To Cough gotta catch em on the low off the radar off the laws I Wait until My time to strike and then I crank up My Chainsaw
Cut em into pieces now it's time for me to bag em up now I got my Dixie cup I mix some Purple with some blood Sip until i start to lean then perc up with amphetamines I pull Machete Out and then I split ya body down the seam
Don't pray to God when in my presence only makes me kill ya slow slit your fucking Jugular to Let you bloody Essence flow through my eyes a demon shows bring the pain Devoid of Soul Cut your meat all off your bones And Throw remains into a hole
My clothes stand blood Its hard to get out You ll think you know me in one I'm all about I Doubt it straight up Killer on the warpath and that's that and time to slap and slash gonna Be a
Bloodbath going to the grave talking all that good rolling in a hearse Bumping lord k haos In your hood kill every Damn hater make them suffer there's way too many punk Motherfuckers
Call shiver up my spine as I take your life wonder how many are just died from this knife I Don't know why I do This but keep on going slow in my role my thirst only grows and Grows
Suppose I m a burn in the depths of hell no shit I ve been lunatic legit out the freezer is Getting Full out of control One things for sure and lonely no more
