I won't accomplish it by giving, I'm taking, I'm driven towards oblivion
Raping chop you till you're the opposite of living
My topics are sickening, chop your topless tits till you're a necropolis victim
You wanna rap? Don't, you would if you could but you can't so you won't
You bend, you clone, I'll cut off your hand, leave rap alone
I have a virtue being able to coerce you into having a razor insert through your wrist vein
Death is what you pursue, I ordinarily love bashing cats with bats
Now you're buried in bugs, then attacked by rats
Die for me, inquiry of my schizo diaries, undeniably a path to a higher G
Keep the psychiatry flooded with terminology, vermin follow me, slice off your skin, practice dermatology
You're oversensitive, all I represent, what offensive is blending?
Appendages giving purpose to the forensics biz
With power, life's gone
With power, I am the living dead
I got the answers for the unexplainable, but they're unobtainable until your brain is pulled out of your cranial
You homos must be fiending to see your own blood
On your own clothes, I'm so cold, I'll put you in a chokehold
I'm all about the swords, you used to be sick, well now you're cured
Shout out the lord as the gunpowder is poured
For every positive is negative, it's relative
For every piece of cake you digest, there's someone that won't get to live
Your face is flashed like you crashed in your car
And glass gassed through your flesh when you smashed into the window fast
Once you sell out, you're dead, you're crucified to a billboard
Number one with a bullet in your head
You * trannies, you switched up like Marv Albert
You couldn't handle the pressure of the business and bitched up
I'll knock your fronts out, can't you see?
I'll pull the guns out, I need some room to breathe
I'll cut your lungs out
With power, life's gone
With power, yeah, I am living, yeah
Without the metallica for my hip and blast, I'm making death for you
Without the metallica for my hip and blast, I'm making death for you
Without the metallica for my hip and blast, I'm making death for you
Without the metallica for my hip and blast