[Verse 1]
I'll vandalize some sick patient just for vomiting
Yellowish with crusty chunks cause i'm sick of this foul smell
That's irritating these evaluated visions of abandoned cemeteries in symmetrical deformation
Sometimes i just feel like desperately searching
For this PlayStation one game called three in one The Best of RPG Volume one Monster
Spoke in tongues to a lobsters cancer
Sir never call me Christopher or else i'll crucify some hamster
Cause this sh**s sicker then a hooker cooked inside the cooker
I guess i must be more then just a cannibalistic serial k**er
Big props goes out to Jeffery Dahmer
Cause imma stick some pins inside an infants nipples
Rip out some baby's eyeballs and squash them like testicles
The next day i'll deliver some chopped up corpses
To a couple of graveyards
And then decompose some innocent victims
Eating human body parts in junkyards
Still playing Atari 2600 underneath caverns
And whenever i'm feeling like composing
Some intense lyrics
I'm actually overdosing on cancerous tumors
[Hook]
I guess i was meant to spit this with a slit wrist
And a clenched fist
Destined to feel so damn twisted
That i'll always speak some sick sh**
Cause this sick a** music which i create
Is just a form of self art for me to escape
From this cancerous human race
That i'll wish to just suffocate
[Verse 2]
I just wanna cause some terrorism
So you better listen to this cannibalistic warning
Or else i'll sever a stillborn in the morning and
Leave some pregnant who*e mourning
More then yearning i'll keep taunting
A patients cancerous tumor
Till dawns approaching
I guess i'm just accomplishing something that's precious
So i chose to spit something that's haunting
Some vampire bat's aneurysm
That's about to burst at any moment
Cause in this sick living you can't just back away
From torturous monuments of monstrous torment
Causing volcanic eruptions so much chaotic
That leaves your vocal chords hoarse
Like a burning horse screaming
For help but there's no hope and no remorse
Just some rotten corpse
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I spit this sick music that's venomous
To a girls uterus
And i guess whatever happens i'll still be slaughtering some servants esophagus
Perhaps I'm trying to release these unwanted feces
Or else i'll end up frying an aborted fetus
Cause i keep going insane on a daily basis
Sometimes i feel like dismembering a disabled person
And with this Smith and Wesson i'm about to teach
This unstable victim some mysteries fatal lessons
I'll mutilate a dog with rabies and later on
I'll leave it's severed head inside a baby carriage
Sick thoughts of miscarriage causing me to sabotage some pregnant b**h
Cause i'm so damn obscene
That you can't even compete
With this sick a** music that i'll proudly complete
But for the moment imma eat some new born's bloody meat
I'll make you vomit bloodily for days
And leave you contorting with these stomach aches
Like slithering snakes
At the same time i'm nibbling on a piece of human cupcake
[Hook]