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Oh, OH
The the merrier...

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

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The morbider the

I eats a maggot
I gay bash a
I knock boots dirty prostitutes that look like Jimmy Swaggart
Yo, I'm incurable like
I wait to self-mutilate myself with razor blades
and guts, blood and guts, Mooney's body baggin'
They're comin' to me away haha!
Straight to the wagon
they found my dead body shredder
Now be blendin your achilles tendon
Well I'm sending some
To family kid, letting them know I got rid
Of your body I chopped you like a squid
straight to the garbage bag, another dead fag for the garbage man
So carry the to the garbage can
When it to another murderer kid I'm gorier
The Warriors, leavin' niggas in a of euphoria
Back in the days when it came to I stick them
But the Ghoul eat the flesh of his victim
So, word to the lizard, this absurd
From January to
I'm leavin' niggas
Bitches get beaten, long the cretin
Got dead bodies rot and ready to be eaten
With a and a fork, for any punk in New York
Take mine, and I'll have to outline body in chalk

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Mad my call,
I got the ski mask, For I rob
I'll come through sink like the fucking Blob
The silent, violent, is cruel
My is darker, then Clyde Barker
The stalker, sporting a parka
Blood stain where remains
A Teck-9 I when I hijack planes
So ashes to ashes, dust to
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 nigga in pieces
I clock loot, like a playing a guitar
girls loose their virginity in the backseat of my car
I went to Killers Anonymous, for my
I'm Santa Clause you a Merry 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 chop you up!