Hold up here he come ass nigga! Help me him to the whip Psh, heavy ass help me lift him in the trunk ass nigga! on Let's
Drunked up behind the wheel, Rising up in the night on an ill one Remind me to turn a eye like a real one Do or die hit 'em by a mile with a steel gun The has begun No it no re-run, shit live when I'm in the building you get high the sickness In the cut I roll it up and take hit before I get vicious The monster in the dark demons and they coming to me with the no witness Blaze spliff with the Brainsick after Shootin' shit up out the bottle when I put a hollow in your car Fo' fifth hocus [?] Walk up with the pow pow give a to Bizarre Sick I'm with the mask on like Michael in full of hate, Norman Bates type psycho Come out in the night, time better get your Spin around ten and you let it off when I pull the blindfold When I'm up in [?] me with the weed Hit the baby Louis pull up in the foreign roll up on the beat He told me that he got some on the where of all the enemies So I pull up on him with the heater out the talking 'bout "you remember me?" To keep it all the way G, I did it ever since I had a pager Middle in the night I come into your looking for fucking paper to pursue some money, even taking DVD players And I ain't going home until a nigga hit up hundred capers I'm a god, nigga that Manson Mob, but I got a time for ransom Nine better be fine are dancing Nigga like Suge Night got no time for your Murder 'em is a fashion up and I really never had trust Plus I will come into your home invading your space Any minute gon' find that they up in a dark room with the fiend Time to run from the demon then I put somebodies skin on my face Ed
Nature of man to do the he did to that person In sight scattered throughout the was a ghastly array of human remains It's so macabre, so bizarre, so deviant, that we can't look His name was Ed
this that Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I everybody up on the and murder everybody in real life Nigga this Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick I murder up on the microphone and murder everybody in real this that Ed on Halloween, I'm Brainsick I murder up on the microphone and murder in real life Nigga that Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I everybody up on the microphone and murder everybody in life
Ed Gein on I'm Brainsick They be on the phone, but everytime I meet 'em they even say shit every single word get up on my nerves, and I be giving lifts Make an off a wrong decision now you 'round this buildin faceless this, bullet to the [?] head, [?] How the fuck you my trust when I don't the mother fuckers on my damn team Darkness come any minute [?] [?] it sicker maybe it's the Brainsick in me You one of the ones, fuck that, you ain't the one with a loaded gun Wouldn't you with my life, always had you up on my side when I'm rollin' one up at the Jurassic Park with the T-Rex, you ain't knowin' one Give a couple bitches, took him out the ditches even say I owe you one But a different [?], niggas get all big headed I the shit up out a perpetrator not boring like a diss 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 in the corner with the marijuana and yes I am a fiend Put a [?] [?] And all the wicked type of shit you muthafuckas saw in your dream I mean, cut 'em up make a wallpaper your titties trip if I'm all out we can go out get plenty 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 through your dickies, but I [?] shitty, But I'm not so so But you run with your chest out on super thug Like them niggas be like that, so what I been shot before Turn your leg into a lamp; I'm o Shit Hoe lookin' an alien type tramp; Alfy bitch off, cut your feet off for fun And trust you really want none with the one Ed
Nigga this Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I murder up on the microphone and murder everybody in real Nigga this Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I everybody up on the microphone and murder in real life this that Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I murder up on the and murder everybody in real life Nigga that Ed Gein on Halloween, I'm I everybody up on the microphone and everybody in real life
were completely stunned and appalled to discover this incredible collection of body objects. Uh, and among the they found were bowls that had been made from the tops of skulls And then they found what looked trinkets, but it was like a string of from breasts, all on a string They found a shade pole that was made from a set of of women's And they had found other parts there. Then you'd go out what would be like a room and they found furniture A shade that was made out of human skin, a chairs that we upholstered in human They face masks, Gein had apparently flayed the skin the heads of victims and preserve them and stuffed with and hung them on the wall as decorations Hanging the rafters, upside down, with her head off and like a deer His name was Ed