I see visions from beyond the grave
Towers or thrones made of arms and legs
I'm in a bed, it's powered by the hearts of men
We the chosen few, who swim amongst the sharks again
We the murderers in your crib with a shotgun to your head
Ski mask on, Mexican restlessness, lucha libre
Goons and creeps, squeeze off Uzis and AKs
We maintain, we play the game, raising the stakes
Raised by a nation of snakes, fascinated with hate
Subharmonic, politic and guns and chronic
Pussy and tonic, valkonomics
Or just with playboy models accomplished
Mosh pits in front of 10,000 kids
We the most brolic, we soul sonic
Ultra magnetic, you get your * head split
Like Necro said, on knee drugs, faggot, we negative
We number one, we're hollow tip, bullets are beggars
Leave you looking like Budweiser in front of the camera
In the previous chapters of my life, I was mischievous
Running with gun clappers, packing knives and meat cleavers
Doing devious *, you'd see on CBS news at night
Guess what, I'm still on that Brooklyn BS
I'm into the exciting aspects of blasting techs
I'm fighting for respect, * getting my ass kicked
I'm slashing your neck before entering a casket
I'm cashing a check for a million, I'm a demented *
The inventor of death rap *
With the incentive to blend hip hop and metal raps
Connecting with legends, mergers and acquisitions
That make killings like murders and apparitions
Disaster funk, my gats get crunk
We're killing rats, I'll leave you like Billy Bats in the trunk
We're on the other end of the spectrum
I recommend you rock this *
Till your nose bleeds from deviated septum
Brain splatter, butchery, bloodbath, or bile
We stomping through your hood with guns blasting wild
SMGs, nobody * with me
The slug chuck or release, you better duck near a tree
Hold heat like summertime, bullets from a gun will fly
Torture you in intervals, it takes a corpse to mummify
Got my blade in your waist, I'm as dangerous as apes
It's amazing how my 12 gauge splits open your face
Get yourself a better vest, got berettas and tacks
That'll hop onto your arms, cross like the letter X
Kiss your jewelry's lusted, so you're brutally busted
Fuckin' shootin' a musket, cause it's cool to be dusted
Beautifully rusted, box cutters will catch ya
All over your chest, just to spill out your ketchup
Your heart's missing blood, cause I sipped it with straws
Take a clip of my torus, then I'm lickin' it all
Your whole view might distort when you spew pints and quartz
If you don't find the gauze, it's true life is short
Known to blaze you with slugs, so * break a few jugs
There ain't no telling what my cranium is capable of
I'm probably pullin' bus A through double bullets upstate
Come back and have your fuckin' wifey full of duct tape
Train fuckin' rain, pussy drippin' like papaya juice
Cut up her face, so homicide is justifiable
But your daughter's butch don't my idea
Fits its name. Let her play a part
She's a
There ain't no telling what my cranium is capable of
Shots at your desk down to the ground

Damn those pills, yeah thank u
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