Its really his song so its featuring me but that be kinda awkward if I posted something by me and I was a feature...uhm enjoy
(Yahhah)
I'm raging inside so cannibalistic both handled like mystics,
Just waiting to find those animal misfits that hannibal twisted,
I landed it this quick, two left jabs and and slit both of your down south wrists,
Loud mouth bitch, bow down quick or get hit with a roundhouse kick,
I'm swingin my chainsaw until your brain's raw,
Slippin my fingers around your neck until all of your veins pop,
Please sir please change the topic, Like the police we came to stop it,
So no matter how much you shake the 8 ball you can't change the top spin,
I'm droppin ya casket then walkin right past it,
Stop talkin your trash it's often the action that results in your passin,
My passion? Stickin this needle in my veins,
Shoot up some people in the rain and they keep doin the same,
I keep shootin my brain, here take this gun and use it to take your life away,
End you life today and try to save your heart put it in the microwave,
It's horrorcore,
What you screamin in horror for?
Comin down the corridor with 4 or more rags of cloraphorme,
Bored of war? Then what the fuck did I come over for?
(Fa-Q)
As I'm descending heavens, I see bending sevens,
They're turning into loose sixes, crossing each other, into burning crucifixes,
I wear all black, including black gloves,
Her pail skin makes it look like my hands, attack doves,
She screams in pain, and this is what I want,
I dream in my brain, her skin cuts the blunt,
But I know the machete will cut this never ready slut,
Sew her pussy closed, even though it was already shut,
I just want to dance with a chainsaw,
The girl is topless, no pants, in a plain bra,
I wait for her in her apartment, in a closet with her teddy bear,
I creep in the bathroom, look in the mirror, she's already there,
I have a look of evil, that would even make Freddy scared,
She's steady to prepare, to paint her face,
Locked the doors, and make sure there aint a trace,
Her dead body for days will linger the stench,
I want her to scream with those vocal chords, she's been a singer since,
Childhood, now her voice box has traces of my finger prints,
It's horrorcore,
What you screamin in horror for?
Comin down the corridor with 4 or more rags of cloraphorme,
Bored of war? Then what the fuck did I come over for?
(Fa-Q)
Who am I? I'm the one outside your tent,
Where are you? I doubt hiding in the vent,
Will save you from my muddy wrath,
You wanted to dye your hair red bitch,
Enjoy your blood bath,
Can't escape through the roads, the rains flood the path,
Slut race off, nope, your all my souls,
Cut your face off, I hope they fit my eyeholes,
I know I have rotting flesh on me, I don't mean to smell,
Go ahead scream and yell, before you steam in hell,
Nighty nighty cunt, I hope you dream well,
(Yahhah)
Raging inside, World's spinning so fast my feet are scraping the sky,
Quick to stick the bitch with the baby inside,
Screaming I'm both crazy and high, I'm fucking waiting to die,
Saving my byes till this baseball bat hits, and makes my cranium fly,
So I'm waving goodbye as your hits increase my cranium level,
With my scissors circumcisizing a tazmanian devil,
Just straining to settle the score with this hacksaw,
I attack yall with my cracked saw till your back's raw,
With 10 gallons of syanide quick cover your set mouth,
Time is just flyin bye so you can't let the breath out,
This isn't a test now your the only one left out,
Just remember to leave your key at the door whenever you check out,
It's horrorcore,
What you screamin in horror for?
Comin down the corridor with 4 or more rags of cloraphorme,
Bored of war? Then what the fuck did I come over for?