a verse and chorus for a mixtape me and my boy doin
ill tear your face of cuzzin/
leave you lookin like you went chain saw jugglin/
sray bombs, see the napalm bublin/
got my axe lookin like an insane paul bunyan/
i dont see your lyrics, like i was ray charles/
prolly pink in its appearence, covered in gay sparkles/
carry a knife, im a scarry guy so/
ill pull the plug on your life, like you was teri shivo/
im spittin these horror hits/
leave you hangin from your balls like christmas tree ornamnets/
its collesum time/
sceaze your life, i rock the carpe diam mind/
leave you lookin like barney, purple and green/
my knife infects with termanil disease/
slice necks with surgical ease/
diced heads hang from vertical beams/
we intellegent heavenly/
you remeber us like you had an elephant memery/
make more inscions in your body/
were like something out the horror visions of Ghotti/
we psychological crazy/
so when we say that we'll skin you its a possible maby/
we got closets of babies/
chek outside your window we been stalking you latley/
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