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Oh, OH
The the merrier...

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

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The morbider the

I eats a maggot
I gay bash a
I knock boots with dirty prostitutes look like Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I'm incurable AIDS
I can't wait to self-mutilate myself with blades
Blood and guts, blood and guts, body baggin'
They're to take me away haha!
Straight to the Paddy
Because found my dead body shredder
Now I'll be blendin your tendon
I'm sending some letters
To your family kid, letting know I got rid
Of your body after I chopped you like a
Then straight to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the man
So carry the body to the can
When it to another murderer kid I'm gorier
The Warriors, leavin' niggas in a state of
Back in the days it came to punks I stick them
But nowadays the eat the flesh of his victim
So, word to the lizard, this absurd
From to December
I'm niggas dismembered
Bitches get beaten, long the cretin
Got dead rot and cured ready to be eaten
With a knife and a fork, for any punk in New
Take mine, and I'll have to outline your in chalk

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Mad my call,
I got the ski mask, For I rob
come through your sink like the fucking Blob
The silent, violent, Ghoul is
My mind is darker, Clyde Barker
The motherfucking stalker, a parka
Blood stain where human
A Teck-9 I pack I hijack planes
So ashes to ashes, dust to
admit, I'll shit, and I'll spit on your grave in disgust
So rest in pain, the human may main
The of shit to leave any nigga resting in pieces
I clock loot, like a playing a guitar
girls 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 chop you up
I'm chop you up!