This got out of control fast
My clenched fists open throats, soakin hoes
In blood as I club and pulverize their corroded bones
Take their broken toes, snap it off, stick it in my fractured jaw
And then laugh at yall as I bash ya skull
I thrash and maul in cities, I’m sick, cynical, save ya kids
From the sadistic, syllable Satanist
I’m rapin this; get thrown from the tops of cliffs
If you have the fuckin nerve to tell me that a god exists
How can you say it’s not my gift, I’ve got this bitch
I can easily squash ya diss with my colossus fists
This is the apocalypse, a lyrical pestilence
So you get engulfed from the flames of my spiritual elements
So be fearful of hell cause when my path is crossed
I’ll drag him off to my basement and place him in casts and saw
His face then I break limbs then retire the soul
But all that waits is the fire below
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