TheJonesMob - Loki lyrics

VERSE 1 [TheJonesMob] I got homicidal tendencies, not like a demon enters me Just a man with a brain that strains for pain to his enemies But anyone's my enemy so everybody rest in piece Left in pieces for an hour so your fresh to eat 2 Chopped up and dumped in the tub, I know the recipe Messed in the head obsessed with d**h and I never sleep Nobody fresh as me I'm gnawing on the freshest meat Necrophiliac cannibal, no doctor tested me 4 For being a psycho, I know myself but I might go On a spree like woah, but I still murder dykes though It's not my choice to k**, it's a chemical imbalance Been born with brain that has several good talents 6 They include rapping and murdering and being an alcoholic Psychotic non emotional, I mean what else to call it? Madness and malice are my two main emotions Wonderland like Alice when you pain is potent 8 I ain't supposed to let you suffer But if I don't end up k**ing you, you'll end up tougher But your chances are slim, never happened to another I'm a one man island, and a one man shutter 10 And they say my lyrics are disturbingly violent If you lived the life I lived you'd live in silence Urges to murder when you-ono what wrong or right is A man with no remorse or emotions ain't the brightest 12 Like I'm Thomas Edison, but the light's out – good night b**h Flip the light switch, craving k**ing, get a slight twitch Patrick Bateman without the states I'm a Canadian psycho But I'll k** a foreigner or four with a slight choke CHORUS [TheJonesMob] I'm a psycho and I like the way that I was born Built off being bullied and narcotics and a lot of p**n A bada** my life goal is only not conform f** a chorus, verses have the meaning but you're probly bored VERSE 2 [TheJonesMob] I don't take Valium's, this no slim shady ripoff And look at all these shady fans who now are getting ticket off Dog look at this raw, I ain't biting a style I was born real and straight into the life of a child Who was f**ed up from the first day of birth Born to murder motherf**ers leave them way in the dirt And they say that it hurt's to see a nice boy k** people I'm kind to humans, when I k** it gets real evil Cause real people can't hide their intentions Well I can hide it, but not stop it, mention The fact that no one knows who this murderer is Andre Thegian my alias you heard of this kid Matt says I ain't real, I'm as real as it gets But he says and pretends that I ain't so unless One of you starts believing I'm an actual person No one will know who or what has hurt them So let's face it, you're listening and you know it's Matt rapping Because of course there's no kid name Andre, that can't happen Well Andre has taken away lives and he thrives On his own, dead bodies in the basement, surprise Till your eyes arise and you look up to the real me Andre Thegian, giant without the real T And tea ain't real tea unless it's brewed with TCH Bought a house - realty - where I store bodies clear and deep Hearing me spit is eerily soothing ain't it? Yet fearing me is really a truth - or ain't it Its your decision if Matty is truly famous Or if Andre is man dreaming to screw your an*s CHORUS VERSE 3 [TheJonesMob] I A.C.T. on the fact of my initials Andre Cooker Thegian, teasing these officials They can't catch a cold blooded k**er On a candid camera if half of Canada says I ain't real, err I am Loki, I see myself as a god And I lie to you f**ers, and I remain a fraud I aim to probly murder you if you are pretty Alone on the streets, and if you have got large titties An individual, not the only one like this The persona of an average serial k**ers likeness I might just go night vision and leave you lifeless Deadly as cancer to white people – quite sick Cancer is the disease of rich white folk Since y'all don't get HIV you simply might joke More people die of HIV But you spend more on Cancer, what the f** am I talking about All I wanna do is take away lives For the rest of mine, It's a sicknen addiction A Christian is Matty and a villain has risen Inside my mind to find lives for my kitchen So I can chop them up, and do what I like to do What is your hobby kid? What enlightens you? Whatever your hobby is you know it's what you like to do No one lets me be, cuz I wanna put a knife in you Pleasure is built in the brain of all humans But the methods to get them ain't congruent I apologize but don't expect forgiveness – I'm a crazy man And nothing will change the way I am