[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]