And I know the lines may seem a little long, but it doesn't matter as long as I can flow it, which I can.
spit on chicks tits, lick clits with a dick thinner than a sick stick figure
and slit the bitches wrist, kick her fixed tits if she insist to pick bigger
and all this rap shit just happened now I have to rap and wrap these...
damn rappers in packages, and I just take shots like a mental pacifist
I'm a characteristic, battle resistant, bastard who's glad to be twisted
I'm just bad and I'm vicious, they looking at me like I'm carrying pistols
struck a chord with this whore in a four-door Ford, but Lord am I bored
I took extension chord, strangled the fucking bitch right after I scored
then fucked her some more right at the morgue, now how sane is that?!
I'm a lunatic, truly sick, so let's stay to the fact and say I'm a maniac
motherfucking mental patient, slittin' up throats at the central station
use to lose it whenever I sense the hating and I'm friends with Jason
fuck, let's get wasted bring some moonshine or pharmaceutical drugs
can't remember shit 'cause of everything I took I got a beautiful buzz
and if you're tellin' Jay to go away, now that's a major mistake, ain't it?
I'll cut you up to pieces watch your blood float and tell Satan bathe in it
