(Verse 1)
Mothafucka's finna catch stitches
If they rolling by, im coming back vicious
Ain't no running at em, gotta practice it
Imma hunt em down, like i katniss it
Pack clips in it, send it to the sinners
Dont pretend the rain of led, bother's any winner
Fuck the cap of rats, call em master splinter
Keep up with the beef, then you'll be my dinner
Packing and pumbling punches, all at you bitches in bunches
Jumping up on em with lunges, stack all the chips and im crunching
Dominant dimming the dungeon, cooking yo bitch in the oven
Serving her limbs on the platter, feasting in til there was nothin
I gotta plan, to obliterate, lure your friends
They in my hands and they plan to take, multiple xans
I got em all to much, a hundred milligrams
Now they sit there dead, in my oven pan
(hook x2)
MURDER is the only thing that i fantasize/
Blade dug deep in their mothafuckin eyes/
You dont run me, victim of a homicide/
Is what you'll be, if your fate does not abide/
(Verse 2)
On my clown murder shit, better run and hide
Bloody mask, a machete, in between your eyes
Fuck the system, lash out, i will not abide
Just another soul, wasted to a sacrifice
Bitch i been sick of the lies
Cooking yo homies alive
Ain't no one hearing yo cries
Piss on yo grave to cut ties
The paint on my face, never melting/
Permenent plans that im pelting
Fucked up on acid, im belching
All over ya turf, ain't no helping
(hook x2)
MURDER is the only thing that i fantasize/
Blade dug deep in their mothafuckin eyes/
You dont run me, victim of a homicide/
Is what you'll be, if your fate does not abide/
Mothafucka's finna catch stitches
If they rolling by, im coming back vicious
Ain't no running at em, gotta practice it
Imma hunt em down, like i katniss it
Pack clips in it, send it to the sinners
Dont pretend the rain of led, bother's any winner
Fuck the cap of rats, call em master splinter
Keep up with the beef, then you'll be my dinner
Packing and pumbling punches, all at you bitches in bunches
Jumping up on em with lunges, stack all the chips and im crunching
Dominant dimming the dungeon, cooking yo bitch in the oven
Serving her limbs on the platter, feasting in til there was nothin
I gotta plan, to obliterate, lure your friends
They in my hands and they plan to take, multiple xans
I got em all to much, a hundred milligrams
Now they sit there dead, in my oven pan
(hook x2)
MURDER is the only thing that i fantasize/
Blade dug deep in their mothafuckin eyes/
You dont run me, victim of a homicide/
Is what you'll be, if your fate does not abide/
(Verse 2)
On my clown murder shit, better run and hide
Bloody mask, a machete, in between your eyes
Fuck the system, lash out, i will not abide
Just another soul, wasted to a sacrifice
Bitch i been sick of the lies
Cooking yo homies alive
Ain't no one hearing yo cries
Piss on yo grave to cut ties
The paint on my face, never melting/
Permenent plans that im pelting
Fucked up on acid, im belching
All over ya turf, ain't no helping
(hook x2)
MURDER is the only thing that i fantasize/
Blade dug deep in their mothafuckin eyes/
You dont run me, victim of a homicide/
Is what you'll be, if your fate does not abide/
( DOWN6 )
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