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Drunked up behind the wheel, Rising up in the time on an ill one Remind me to turn a blind eye like a one Do or die hit 'em by a high with a steel gun The night has No it no re-run, this shit live I'm in the you get high with the sickness In the cut I it up and take another hit before I get vicious The in the dark unleashing demons and they coming to me with the no witness Blaze spliff the Brainsick after dark Shootin' shit up out the water when I put a hollow in your car Fo' fifth pocus [?] up with the pow pow give a shoutout to Bizarre Sick when I'm with the mask on like in full of hate, Norman Bates type psycho Come out in the night, time better get your Spin around ten times and you let it off I pull the blindfold When I'm up in [?] me with the weed Hit the homie baby pull up in the foreign roll up on the beat He told me that he got some on the abouts of all the enemies So I pull up on him with the hanging out the window talking "you remember me?" To keep it all the way G, I done did it ever I had a pager in the night I come into your house looking for fucking paper Anything to pursue some money, even DVD players And I ain't going home until a nigga hit up another hundred I'm a god, nigga that Manson Mob, but I got a time for ransom Nine better be fine are they Nigga like Suge got no time for your dancing Murder 'em them is a Grew up and I really had trust Plus I will really come into your invading your space Any minute they gon' find they up in a dark room with the fiend Time to run away from the demon I put somebodies skin on my face Ed
Nature of man to do the things he did to that In plain sight scattered the house was a array of human remains It's so macabre, so bizarre, so deviant, we can't look away His name was Ed
Nigga this Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick I murder up on the microphone and murder everybody in life this that Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick I everybody up on the and murder everybody in real life Nigga this Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I everybody up on the microphone and everybody in real life Nigga this Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick I murder up on the microphone and murder everybody in life
Ed Gein on I'm Brainsick be woofin' on the phone, but everytime I meet 'em they even say shit Knowing single word get up on my nerves, and I be giving lifts Make an incision off a wrong now you walkin' 'round this buildin Take this, to the [?] head, [?] How the fuck you want my trust I don't trust the fuckers on my damn team Darkness finna come any [?] [?] make it sicker maybe it's the in me You one of the only ones, that, you ain't the one with a loaded gun Wouldn't trust you my life, had you up on my side even when I'm rollin' one Raised up at the Jurassic Park the T-Rex, you ain't knowin' one Give a nigga bitches, took him out the couldn't even say I owe you one But that's a different [?], get all big headed I the shit up out a perpetrator not boring like a fuckin' record You the of nigga that'll run away and then cry to the detective And I'm the one to be cramped up in a just suspected Bodies hangin' in the corner with the and yes I am a fiend Put a [?] [?] And doin' all the wicked type of you muthafuckas saw in your dream I mean, cut 'em up make a wallpaper your titties Don't trip if I'm all out we can go out get Hang out with out with the bang bang no chiddy Then up on him in the broad day in a hallway with the 50 Get me, but I [?] trippy, when I shot through dickies, but I [?] shitty, But I'm not so so But you run around your chest out on super thug Like them be like fuck that, so what I been shot before Turn your leg into a lamp; I'm o Shit Hoe like an alien type tramp; Alfy bitch Beat off, cut feet off for fun And trust you don't want none with the one Ed
Nigga that Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I everybody up on the microphone and murder in real life Nigga this Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick I everybody up on the microphone and everybody in real life Nigga this Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I murder up on the and murder everybody in real life Nigga this Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I murder up on the and murder everybody in real life
Investigators completely stunned and appalled to discover this incredible collection of body objects. Uh, and among the things found were bowls that had been made from the tops of skulls And they found what looked like trinkets, but it was like a of nipples from breasts, all on a string They found a pole that was made from a set of of women's lips And they had found body parts there. Then you'd go out into would be like a living room and they found A lamp shade that was made out of skin, a chairs that we upholstered in skin They face masks, Gein had flayed the skin from the heads of victims and preserve them and them with paper and hung them on the as decorations from the rafters, upside down, with her off and gutted like a deer His was Ed Gein