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yo check shit
mother
necro bitch
yo yo yo yo........

brutal butcher knife verbel dice
nice splice your flesh together like
the weathers great, bloods on your cocksuckin head,
fuckin dead
bury nessessary very sick, very merry

absorb it, get more sick
like a low budget goreflick on some shit
forfeit kid ya akward, walk with, bash in the
you snort wit, dont talk shit

rip the flamer, shove the clip and pull the hammer back, cock it
aim it, now your famous, its writin all over your face, that fake,
plus you out of shape, keep it dont make your head god bless the dead

rip the flamer, shove the and pull the hammer back, cock it back
aim it, now your famous, its writin all over your face, your fake,
plus you out of shape, keep it dont make caress your god bless the dead

da original, skitzophrenic, epedemic, the bleeds
jewerly and desease, the is cancerous, lyrics that'll massicre the master
is me!

off in the warm bath of piss
mad, you die, you bleed, you cry
i laugh, we snicker, we
once through skull, pull the trigger
missery is history, evil like a fat bastard
with elastic tits that stretch like Mr.
my are 1,000 times, more putrid, then a shit spill potty
next to dead body.....in a room of no renewz-it
stenchin then your corpse tied up in the truck, as me and my henchmen
light up the skunk, and around BUDDAH.......Puffin

blood and guts, got no for shmucks
anything that stairs, i bet nobody cares
i kill and smile, the illest style, a million piles of homos
that try to rap the vile, now the pills so i can pop you G
the cops are verbal murder your spot B

rip the flamer, shove the and pull the hammer back, cock it back
aim it, now your famous, its writin all your face, that your fake,
plus you out of shape, it dont make.......???

RIP THE FLAMER KID, THEN THE CLIP INSIDE
THEN THE HAMMER BACK, AND BLOW YOUR FUCKIN BRAINS OUT BITCH

i can shut you up many ways, you dead, use a needle and a thread
chop up your tounge feed it to humans, meat and bread
chokin till there vocal cords burst out of your throat
and blood on the floor, now your for.
shove a spook in your jaw, tie it with wires, put on your mouth
ask you questions, after you reply is wired

i got a huge buzz, with a chainsaw in my ready to give your skull a
crew cut, when i use drugs, wut glue does turns me in to s'cause
like the capal through punks

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