Originally Posted by
KingShyt
the blackest of magic, graphic schematics
leave ya hacked up with hatchets on matress fabrics
bash ya cap witta ratchet, bagged in the attic
'for i splash gas 'n torch the establishment
stick a fork in ya abdomen, laugh again
at the sound it makes stabbing in
stage an accident, faulty wires
blazed 'n collapsed ya shit
call me sire, King of satanic spits
damagin kids, manufacturing madness is
my duty, im truly glad at this
i love seein' the fluids from cabbage drip
it's so easy to do, grab a fifth
clap the shit, full metal jackets rip, jack a whip
'n bone the fuck out, son, that's a hit