aye its me, the evil mutt, cerebral way corrupt, brain, diseased nd crazed, cuz the way I think be dangerous, ill leave you hangin up then make a needle strain your blood, And then ill grin, because I listen to your screams of for fun.
im the of satan comin in a Jason mask, to break ya back, cuz gangsta rap changed me to a maniac, and even jesus with his angels aint able to me back, cuz all my hateful shady acts, earned be a permanent with satans flamin wrath,
rainin ash, aye its a straight up fact you cant it matt, it man, guess ima make it worth it, aint gon waste the chance, come with blazin gats then I spray ya cap with blasts, then im god to kiss my naked ass, just to make him mad,
it back, fuck you god, ima diabolic genius wordsmith, wipe my ass with the book a fuckin often sees in churches, Rapin a bitch, nd I leave her hymen jaw nd femur hurtin, But my wasnt wrapped, kinda like osamas stinkin turban
well, guess ima kill her while the chick is screamin, nd beaten, missin teeth nd bleedin in the kitchen thinkin jesus please, free me of this evil wicked demon, Haa, wheres the damn men when the weakened bitches need em,
Aaaaaah!
so am I a ask the chick I left deceased, then cut into eleven pieces, still no ones me, i watched her lay in bed asleep, her head, severed clean, let it and slowly whispered rest in peace