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Oh, OH
The the merrier...

It's the corpse grinder ya can't my rugged rape
I shut bitches up, strips of masking tape
Ever the pestilence invaded me
I started to decapitate, that hated me
And, murder you in cold blood for your rent
so many people, niggas think I'm the president
So vote, or kid I'll cut your throat the scalpel
Then feast on the human flesh of a priest in a
Filled with ghouls, your blood
I'm body baggin', niggas in my Dungeons and
Adventures, a fuckin' sicko on the sickest level
eat your colon, 'cause I'm rollin' with my mother's enavel
I had sex all my ex hoes
Then I off there legs and arms
Now all I got are human
With a chainsaw, made for
To clean up the
I'll use your fuckin' to mop the floor
So...

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The morbider the

I cannibal a maggot
I gay a faggot
I knock boots with dirty prostitutes that like Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I'm incurable like
I can't wait to self-mutilate myself with razor
Blood and guts, blood and guts, Mooney's baggin'
comin' to take me away haha!
Straight to the Paddy
Because found my dead body shredder
Now I'll be your achilles tendon
Well I'm sending letters
To your family kid, them know I got rid
Of your body after I you like a squid
Then straight to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the man
So carry the to the garbage can
When it comes to murderer kid I'm gorier
The Warriors, leavin' in a state of euphoria
Back in the days when it came to punks I them
But nowadays the Ghoul eat the flesh of his
So, word to the lizard, nigga's absurd
From to December
I'm niggas dismembered
Bitches get beaten, long live the
Got dead rot and cured ready to be eaten
With a knife and a fork, for any in New York
Take mine, and I'll have to outline your body in

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Mad my call,
I got the ski mask, For I rob
I'll come through your like the fucking Blob
The silent, violent, Ghoul is
My mind is darker, then Barker
The motherfucking stalker, sporting a
Blood stain where remains
A Teck-9 I when I hijack planes
So ashes to ashes, to dust
I'll admit, I'll shit, and spit on your grave in disgust
So rest in pain, the human may main
The type of shit to leave any resting in pieces
I clock loot, like a playing a guitar
While loose their virginity in the backseat of my car
I went to Anonymous, for my addiction
I'm Santa Clause wishin' you a Crucifixion

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Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
Mad kid
I'm gonna you up
I'm gonna you up
I'm gonna you up!