Kryptik - Mourning After lyrics

(Intro: Rukus & Komatose) Rukus: Ah f** Rukus: What the f** am I gonna do with all these f**in' bodies Rukus: Where's my f**in' phone? Rukus: I gotta call Komatose Rukus: f** Rukus: C'mon, c'mon, c'mon man answer the f**in' phone, answer the f**in' phone Rukus: Hello? Komatose: Hello? Rukus: Yeah man it's f**in' Rukus Komatose: Aw sh** again? Rukus: Yeah I did it again Komatose: f** man Rukus: I got too many bodies man Komatose: Why don't you tell me what the f** happened this time? Rukus: Alright, alright. Yo check this sh** out right here (Verse 1: Rukus) Last night I got the urge to indulge in fatal sin Sharpened knives, loaded guns, let the body count begin Put up that sh**, slip on my mask, grab my weapons, into town Midnight creepin', victims sleepin'all so safe and sound Makin' my rounds like Jack The Ripper, chokin' out hoes, on shells I slip Carving off flesh, ripiing out brains, with silver goblit, blood I sip On the sneak tip, I have my way and the living are my prey Closing their eyes to go to bed but none of them are wakin' up today I must say i'm stackin' them bodies up like a slaughterhouse a**embly line Keep blood for wine, eyes for seein', sh** i'm runnin' out of time I head back to the krypt but f**, there's one small problem Got bodies like a ??? all up in my hearst and I need help solvin' 'em Should I disolve 'em in a tub, cut 'em up quick, wrap 'em up? Throw 'em in a dumpster, I ain't no chumpster, yo the sun is comin' up What am I gonna do, got outta control, got too many bodies, b**h i'm stuck Callin' on you was the only thing I thought of and b**h i'm runnin' outta luck (Verse 2: Komatose) I gots me a few ideas about this late night predicament The highrise being built by my old spot, drop 'em into cement I've seen it done many times before, it's one of my faves and that's for sure A nice little resting spot, no need to clean up and worry about the gore Or check this. How 'bout us two k**ers get our utencils and wreck this I ain't had sh** to eat, how 'bout an early morning breakfast That don't seem alright? You want some more information? There's two motherf**ers who have been there and done that in the same situation Yeah Yo Kursed. Pick up the phone man Help Rukus out (Verse 3: Kursed) Personally i'd just leave them there to rot Perhaps you won't get caught if you dispose of their identity Just leave the rest for shock, cut off all their fingertips and peel the skin from their face Knock out all their teeth and get away clean without a trace There's no way they'll build a case and f** 'em if they do k** them too, they might find a body, but won't know who That's how i'd handle the situation that you're in But I like to play the odds so it's up to you to listen (Interlude: Komatose) TR8 man Rukus needs your 411 Give him a lil info (Verse 4: R-SuN TR8) What you need to do is purchase hydrochloric acid It might take a while but trust me, it'll eat that sh** Then you can bag up what remains, hospital bare Dig you a hole and ditch the pieces, without a care But don't get too sloppy or co*ky, you best beware You gotta try to not leave prints or hair anywhere So now that you got my advice, i'm gonna let you go I have a body of my own that needs to get disposed (Outro: Rukus) Alright, alright bet That sounds like a motherf**in' plan I'll catch up with you motherf**as on the flip Pieces I'm out