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mother
necro bitch
yo yo yo yo........

style butcher knife verbel dice
nice your flesh together like tape
the weathers great, bloods pouring on your head,
fuckin dead
bury corpse very sick, very merry

absorb it, get more sick
like a low budget goreflick on some carnavore
forfeit kid ya akward, walk with, in the nose
that you wit, dont talk shit

rip the flamer, shove the clip and pull the back, cock it back
aim it, now your famous, its all over your face, that your fake,
plus you out of shape, keep it make caress your head god bless the dead

rip the flamer, shove the clip and pull the back, cock it back
aim it, now famous, its writin all over your face, that your fake,
plus you out of shape, keep it dont make caress your head god the dead

da original, skitzophrenic, epedemic, the bleeds
and desease, the answer is cancerous, lyrics that'll massicre the master
is me!

cool off in the bath of piss
mad, you die, you bleed, you cry
i laugh, we snicker, we
once through your skull, pull the
your is history, evil like a fat bastard
with elastic that stretch like Mr. Fantastic
my rhymes are 1,000 times, more putrid, then a shit spill
next to your dead body.....in a of no renewz-it
stenchin then your corpse tied up in the truck, as me and my henchmen
light up the skunk, and around BUDDAH.......Puffin

blood and guts, got no for shmucks
stab that stairs, i bet nobody cares
i kill and smile, the illest style, a million piles of homos
that try to rap the vile, now the pills so i can pop you G
the are verbal autopsy murder your spot B

rip the flamer, the clip and pull the hammer back, cock it back
aim it, now your famous, its writin all your face, that your fake,
plus you out of shape, it dont make.......???

RIP THE FLAMER KID, THEN THE CLIP INSIDE
THEN COCK THE HAMMER BACK, AND BLOW YOUR BRAINS OUT BITCH

i can shut you up many ways, you dead, use a needle and a thread
up your tounge feed it to humans, like meat and bread
chokin whores till there cords burst out of your throat
and blood on the floor, now spookin for.
shove a spook in jaw, tie it with wires, put tape on your mouth
ask you some questions, after you reply is

i got a huge buzz, a chainsaw in my hand ready to give your skull a
crew cut, when i use drugs, watch wut glue does me in to s'cause
like the desease capal punks

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