Sgt. Slaughter - Sgt. Slaughter Meets Cinik** lyrics

[Verse 1: Cinik**] [?] like the evil country Publicist [?] pick up your phone but your damage in the colon I [?] try to find your life in tacky Along the realm of ransom I am I Christy Jackie Ona**is But the hatches in your stitches [?] The twins illegals a cerebral like demonic Smeagol I'm f**ing ball valve arenas afterwards I bingo My hatred ancient like that goes to Ronald Reagan [?] I'm talking sh** in my she did for Washington and competence Baby rhyme and violence and European continent Lie people hit the pads for you Lindsay Lohan dad's Snoring so much coke, [?] body bags I kept it separate, like your teeth abuzz demented [?] connected And, retrospective, you're like a George Romero flick See the crippled nap to shoot the devil's work and stick Turned into new pages for the [?] and the sages Deleting [?] souls while your skip hop in the famous Double-laser rapist and Cinik** [?] sadist [Verse 2: Cinik**] The kids [?] open, I'm hoping you'll be throwing In the shark-infested ocean while you're causing a commotion [?] You're retired from the wire Luca Brasi tackifier I hope the contract your life and you're about to expire Now your problems of the goblins, you're dying like John Bonham The drums of d**h our brain as we rip apart your bottom Of the residential monster, [?] Probing up your rectum, [?] Sticking needles into flesh, like tin head on a [?] I'll make you f**ing famous, when you reach the face of d**h Gillett or and grim, and Cinik** the skin Now throw your f**ing hands up with your dislocated limbs If you don't [?] guns, we execute the monks After prublic k**ing for the only bodies and dumps Cookie c*nts [Verse 3: Cinik**] Yo The chicken habits like h**n addicts [?] Madness will get scanless with Aunt Agnes The sultan of bladder, tell for bedtime stories [?], my mind daggers To the forest, when nightly teachers I'm sick it too tannic like Samuel Peter's House gate wait for your dead on a rifle Chopping up handsome mechanics for survival I follow the motto with the old Otto When chewing intestines make sure that you swallow [?] Listen to Judith's erotic defensive Children shouldn't playing with the end that Garland Cinik** Robin delightful process [?] in the dirt, look like Captain Kirk I'm telling what the New York Ripper and it will T-Shirt Grimy Jane Finn, or k**ing off your tent [?] The song was inspired by we bring dead [Hook: Cinik**] The demons and change, rip out your brain Drain out that blood that your vampire fangs Cinik** and Grimey J of the tyrants and keeping torturous If your wife's baby should get put on the abortion list [Verse 4: Cinik**] I walking over the water with the devil and his daughters And slaughterhouse rocks when I'm Italy in Chartres Call me pan and my lover is the carnage I keep hearing TV Versus hoodie bodies in the garbage in my cabinet Of pain I put your bits in your brain imitating Demon Knight like an actor Billy Zane I played in the neck Is natural like it it will be your capsule if you want to see the castle You'll be locked out in the dungeon like an a**hole Cannibals are [?] blood out of a dead William Hung Eyewitness heinous acts done by a desperate mom Oddities doctor please brother like Chris knees Even Superman tried young claiming and degrees In the cellar body sing from the techie human ring Your worst nightmare is a rusty guillotine On the Gallo bout the color to a rave that shadow When you get to a discreet your master with a f**ing hello [Hook] b**h!