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yo this shit
fuckers
necro bitch
yo yo yo yo........

brutal butcher knife verbel dice
nice splice your flesh together tape
the weathers great, bloods pouring on your head,
your dead
bury corpse very sick, very merry

morbid absorb it, get more
a low budget goreflick on some carnavore shit
forfeit kid ya akward, with, bash in the nose
that you snort wit, dont shit

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

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

da original, skitzophrenic, epedemic, the brain
jewerly and desease, the answer is cancerous, lyrics massicre the master
is me!

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

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

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

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

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

i got a buzz, with a chainsaw in my hand ready to give your skull a
crew cut, when i use drugs, watch wut glue does turns me in to
the desease capal through punks

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