Mr. Hyde - Malignant Messiah lyrics

[sample] She sits on the window sill Looking down it's quite a thrill In the tree Imagining what it is like to be dead She walks on the ledge Searching for the living end [Mr. Hyde] Mr. Hyde your messiah Necro on production brain abduction. Check it [Chorus] Your messiah's arrived prepare to fire your nines Make up your mind and decide if you desire to die By the tyrant of knives it's Mr. Hyde and I thrive To put you dead in the dirt d**h acquired your cry [Mr. Hyde] I'm the scourge of the earth I've been a merchant since birth The devil bobs his head to this the detergents of hurt One insult is all it takes and my blade a**aults your face I'm feasting on sheep like the ape in Altered States You can til I'm rolling hard til my nine explodes and charge I'm giving broken arms like I practice yoda con I'll blast your cabbage on nuthin near your average scar Leave you for the scavengers a martyr with your salvage on My evil slang consists I'm from the latin languages Vanquish you with bangers after strangle you with blankets kid Take a piss on you b**h and then I'll lace you with phlegm Foul like Malaki and Howie puffin base behind a shem Leavin you with belly pains headin into hell with chains Beat the elderly with canes til I see their smelly brains You're seekin to live because you're dreamin it kids See what the sandman will bring ain't what the demons will give [Chorus] [Mr. Hyde] It's Hyde the dream caster hide disease catcher Receiving the rash exceed and breath cancer Your pain's expected f**in major wreckage When I blaze my tech kid it'll cave your chest in My blades connected with your face and left it Greatly twisted gotta pay to fix it I'll stick you through your scarf leave your neck with bloody scars Gettin hectic like a baby fallin off the monkey bars Anthem shreddin ya'll stuff myself til my lungs bleed The jungle predator son I'll hunt better hungry Dedicated to sins like separating your limbs Desecrating your skin by decorating with pins You're undressing confession gettin f**ed by a priest Ain't no rosary beads will have you touchin his peace You keep on steppin to me you'll be receiving some props I'll let my weapon release and now you're bleeding a lot [Chorus]