(Sketch)
Yo Deloosion, you ready to spit?
(Deloosion)
Chill dawg, I'm ‘bout to k** off the last of my victims with this machete and split the b**h's abdomen with it
(S)
You have to be kiddin', we only get to use the lab for a minute?
(D)
f** rappin' and spittin' I'd rather get to hackin' this b**h's remains into pieces
Hey dawg, you heard her prayin' to Jesus?
(S)
Yeah yeah, that sh** was funny but for real we need to get this money
Hurry up and cut that b**h's tummy
(D)
Let Deloosion play with his demons
It'll only take a second
(S)
I'm sayin' bro, we need to make some records
Now slay this hoe before I do it myself
(D)
It's your own funeral
Look at her man, she's so beautiful
(S)
Bruise her with belts, gag her with meat
It doesn't matter to me, but the two of us are rappers and we
Need to record this mixtape
So grab a hammer, sword, or switchblade
But whatever you end up usin', do it quick
(D)
You know he's right you stupid b**h, I'm finna show you what ruthless is
Yo, where the f** did I leave my fumigants?
(S)
Toxins are slow! You should just cut off her oxygen
(D)
Yo why the f** you screamin' like I'm new to this?
What, you want me to perform the most horrible forms of torture that are locked in my brain?
If you insist
(S)
Not to complain, but this is takin' too long
(D)
f** it, I'll k** her later
Let's make a few songs