Impale your intestines around your spinal
electricity goes and burns your vitals
It doesn't even leak when I spew it
abuse it when I slice you in the chest and you start loosin
all the blood inside your heart from your chambers
I flame ya, your in danger, sprain ya with my fuckin' anger
Listen I could rap, I could rap ya fuckin' skull around ya face
till your sockets connect to the back of your brain
This is cut throat motherfucker, what do you know?
nothing but blows on top your chest, you have somthin' to show
torture method weapons spittin in seconds,it's a lesson
so listen, the questions lies deep inside your fuckin' intestines
knife cuts soo deep, your spirit bleeds ectoplasm
got you bouncin' like techno-spasms, a rap magnum assassin
my cash is right, so I can slice him and his fables
he aint able to sniff cain, so get the fuck outta my table
Spyder
Sick shit I spit to rip bitches in Kibblez n’ Bits
stick dicks through lips till you dribble from it.
Never find an MC as ill as me, lyrical guillotine
you bout to witness a fuckin miracle sit still-and-see.
Cuz diligently, for me you see murder is a must
voice like ultra-violet rays to convert her to dust
squirted and bust, til I left her choked, throat bloated
pumped up so much cum that her lungs exploded.
My knives like mother fuckin weapons to end this
voodoo rituals, hell yes I’ve been known as eccentric
you can never contest wit, what I have in the basement so face it
I’m amazin I need someone with skills adjacent to play wit.
Insomniac never sleeps, im comin at night like nocturnal emissions
torture chambers change ya, this is the real Impossible Mission.
Never the less, I’ll sever the rest, bullets enter the chest
and left you for dead after those shits shredded you vest.