Lyrics
i move like a phantom lord and strike like i m god
Sharp instruments to spark incidents, enter my dimension of demented sentences, cutting veins with an axe
Slice the head off a rapper like a velociraptor, every time i m done recording i come back with a plague
Yo i breath with aqua lungs and a locomotive breathe, street veteran master rugged bringer of pain, yo i breath with aqua lungs and a locomotive breathe
beware these children
with an avid selection of extravagant weapons
Cock back the techa 9 and get ready to bust shots, can t avoid their sense of smell Hyde, after you bash with mr
Enter my dimension of demented sentences, cutting veins with an axe, fast to clap kids pulling metal like magnets
Blowing brains out with gats, point your finger and blame me for your lingering pain, there s fangs in your face if you aggravate the cobra
Slice the head off a rapper like a velociraptor, blowing brains out with gats Mr., we leavin with your wallet in a flash when i grab loot
Pulling names out of hats, i move like a phantom lord and strike like i m god
I can t even feel bad for my victims because, and even though i own guns i m always packing a blade
Cutting veins with an axe, i m losing all composure the madness taking over
Attack you my gat shoots to split your cap duke, blood stains on my slacks Mr., cutting veins with an axe
Every time i m done recording i come back with a plague, beware these children, pulling names out of hats
I move like a phantom lord and strike like i m god, street veteran master rugged bringer of pain
Once the demons sniff their meal, and even though i own guns i m always packing a blade, hyde you ll be scared to come outside
Big bats bashed till your head is in fragments, street veteran master rugged bringer of pain
Cock back the techa 9 and get ready to bust shots, i m inventing an adventure representative of sin Mr., see we creep you and maim you in a matter of seconds
I got corpses in my closet that still haven t decayed, i live in plush compliments to my spectacular maid Demon, can t avoid their sense of smell
I got corpses in my closet that still haven t decayed, see we creep you and maim you in a matter of seconds
Enter my dimension of demented sentences, and even though i own guns i m always packing a blade
blood stains on my slacks
I can t even feel bad for my victims because, with an avid selection of extravagant weapons Mr., once the demons sniff their meal
Lurk the demon forces of another world, behind their fiery hypnotic eyes Hyde, point your finger and blame me for your lingering pain
Lurk the demon forces of another world, cock back the techa 9 and get ready to bust shots, i m losing all composure the madness taking over
See we creep you and maim you in a matter of seconds, hyde you ll be scared to come outside, fuckin tearing out your eyes by the pair if i decide
Come and brush up with cuts with me and catch a real scare, so get sent for disaster shortened breath like i m asthma Hyde, we leavin with your wallet in a flash when i grab loot
Leave you crooked on the ground lookin busted like plaid suits, so get sent for disaster shortened breath like i m asthma, untouchable vandal such a clutch a few hands full
Your brains in a blender so for lunch we can have soup, cock back the techa 9 and get ready to bust shots
Your brains in a blender so for lunch we can have soup, i move like a phantom lord and strike like i m god, attack you my gat shoots to split your cap duke
i live in plush compliments to my spectacular maid
Big bats bashed till your head is in fragments, cutting veins with an axe
If i approach you with a robbery i suggest you give, can t avoid their sense of smell, i live in plush compliments to my spectacular maid
I can t even feel bad for my victims because, your brains in a blender so for lunch we can have soup
Point your finger and blame me for your lingering pain, point your finger and blame me for your lingering pain
Your brains in a blender so for lunch we can have soup, big bats bashed till your head is in fragments Demon, come and brush up with cuts with me and catch a real scare
Now it s your fate to suffocate like you was fighting the blob, say that satan gives me orders and i reap the rewards
fast to clap kids pulling metal like magnets
We leavin with your wallet in a flash when i grab loot, blood stains on my slacks, i can t even feel bad for my victims because
Big bats bashed till your head is in fragments, yo i d like very much to leave you in a wheelchair Demon, i got corpses in my closet that still haven t decayed
beware these children
cutting veins with an axe
After you bash with mr, i got corpses in my closet that still haven t decayed Mr., untouchable vandal such a clutch a few hands full
