[Verse 1]
I k** a beat and paralyze a chorus
f** up your city like they let loose a Tyrannosaurus
Uh my pen is definite since rigamortous
My tongue's a lethal weapon here my b**h is a sorceress
Three Sixes and torches, three k**ers on horses
Drag a b**h through the forest
Oh the scene is so morbid so sick and so torturess
But Jarren adores it
So open your eyes b**hes you better absorb it
I'm painting you portaits they feeding you horse sh**
Their visions distorted leave them dead in theyre porsches
There's voices inside my head but I'm scared of these forces
They want me to k** turning rappers to corpses
I'm chopping 'em up put there organs in porridge
I hunger for blood appetite is enormous
And this is ether through your speakers
I can't sleep until I introduce you n***as to the Reaper
[Hook]
Cause they so infatuated with the cars and the clothes
Me I got a thing for stabbing beats and k**ing flows
I'm a murder, murder, murder, murder
Blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper
Bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters
I'm a murder, murder, murder, murder
[Verse 2]
K-I-L-L-E-R k**er
Pop right back from the dead like Thriller
ATLien Eastside n**uh
Sips malt liqour
Sick thoughts n**uh
Semi-Automatic I'm a terminate a f*ggot
When the body decompose you can only see the maggots
Cut a motherf**ers head off with a hatchet
J's back at it sick black magic
Infatuated with murder
Intoxicated I'll serve up
Them bodies thick when they burn up
My DNA will not turn up
Whack a** sh** don't concern us
Got bodies locked in my basement
They on the floor or in the furnace
I'm feeling insane my brains about to pop
I think I'm changing I'm transforming like an auto bot
I keep on k**ing what a feeling no I'm not gonna stop
Electric Shock Therapy better but what a thousand watts
Straight jackets come equipped with 38 latches
Not enough to contain a man with a crazed habit
And this is ether through your speakers
I can't sleep until I introduce you n***as to the Reaper
[Hook]
Cause they so infatuated with the cars and the clothes
Me I got a thing for stabbing beats and k**ing flows
I'm a murder, murder, murder, murder
Blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper
Bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters
I'm a murder, murder, murder, murder