Dope D.O.D. - Brutality lyrics

[Jay Reaper]: I can run into a brickwall and burst that sh** open The brickwall exploding, I'm smoking I could start choking myself and not croak then I once had an overdose coke, I'm still rolling Losing my sh** We boozed, now we cruising, the crew's in a whip And we jumped the first dude on some lucifer sh** (so what he did) So he tried to use a crucifix, I stripped his flesh, abused his b**h (Ohh) The b**h had beautiful tits I slit that wrist then pa**ed her to Skits (Hello) See we way pa**ed packing a clip I'm a pa**ionate dick, start stabbing your clit A motherf**ing hazardous prick And I laugh like the pastor harrasing them kids See we back in the bussines So bad its balistic Your limbs and your back look badly constricted! [Hook]: Kick, Punch, Rip, Stab! Grip, crush, Hit, Grab! Bloodrush, limbs crack! Thats a Brutality! Grip, crush, hit, grab! Kick, punch, rip, stab! Cut guts, chin smashed! Thats a Brutality… [Dopey Rotten]: Step in to the cage and test my warrior mentality No casualties multiple fatalities I'm battling myself multiple personalities If you in the way it's just a minor technicality f** ya nationality, you lack originality No eventualities your end is a certainly k**ing my specialty, your not special see These grimey inner city folks yeah we got the recipe See us as an enemy we'll slaughter your family I never even heard of human rights and humanity Plan moves tactically, do the job happily It's another tragedy that happened randomly You want a quick d**h? Jump off the balcony My twisted fantasy causes agony This k**er instinct it comes naturally Now come and step up and then witness brutality [Hook] [Skits Vicious]: Beavis bu*ts heads with a metal skull I got claws, no hands each finger is a tentacle My weapon is a wrecking ball The way enemy's splatter is a spectacle With the rats I crawl as I tag the wall Guess I'm gonna win the tournament after all… Above a spike pit we stand on polls A s**a might slip and his a** will fall (Now…) Some call me a cannibal Guess the jokes on you, but it sure ain't practical My warfare is tactical I reach through ya chest with a force that grabs your soul I stare at a ma**ive hole As you collapse to the floor like a rag doll My eye's melt your remains with a laser beam! As I look up at the sky in a rage I scream: Brutality!