Zoetic - Ed Gein lyrics

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Zoetic - Ed Gein lyrics

Sample:Pennywise from "It"] Fraid, I, am eternal child I, am the eater of worlds, and of children! And you, are, next! [Verse 1:Zoetic] F Sharp Ok, lemme paint this picture Spittin' the holy scripture get 'ta poppin' off like a blister With these different rhymes i deliver I sip from the elixir and float away, I'mma drifter Lynch invited me over now I'm eatin' him up for dinner You only live once so I'm livin' it as a sinner You beg for life i beg 'ta differ, tossin' em into a fissure He gon get found by a fisher his people lookin' for him Bobby Fisher Where is he? I dont know i dont know Im hotter than the Alamo, i got the sickest flow You think ya big no! Try that sh** at one of my shows You kinda rap so? ill flatten you like a plateau! Ho's... Yea, that goes for them too Ain't got my head on straight i got a couple of loose screws OOhh k** 'em! Now make the blood ooze I got these ghosts that haunt me you can call me Mr.Scrooge I remember choppin' blues, i remember pressin' snooze I remember gettin' robbed for weed and stuck up with the tool This sh** is breaking news, I'm 'bout ta Break Bad Wake up in the morning have myself a little breakfast Wit' a side of yo wifey's a**, my head might be in the wrong place I put cheeks in my face got brains on top of plates Ate... is exactly what i did to them I'm a cannibal, i said it, crazier than a wild animal No one can see me my style isn't even tangible Carvin' up ya clavicle, I'm casual until i see you in the nighttime, then my thoughts turn irrational Stabbin' jabs at a high caliber, the time traveller Drivin' alone in a fast car, and I'm the f**ing pa**enger Equipped wit' a shotgun, it's boutta be a drive-by ma**acre Bloodshed of these amateurs, you gon' need more than a janitor To clean this mess up, I'm messed up, me and the devil play dress-up You can't tell who's who, even if you was a good guesser Like yessir, I'm Ed Gein, wearing an apron that's blood-stained Watch blood drain, when i bring this blade to yo head like Damon Wayans Im talking Major Pain! Darker than the villian Bane When i leave you hooked to wires and thangs, inside ya vascular veins But f** it, cause all of my homies are straight from the Bay We just open up them sliding door and let them bullets rain! (Gunshots) [Hook:Zoetic] I grew up inside a haunted house, snatchin' trick-or-treaters on Halloween it's a game of cat and mouse Now I'm tying down ya spouse, to the bloody couch, rippin off her blouse Then I'mma f** her till she's pa**ed out! [Sample: The Strangers] Why are you doing this to us? Because you were home

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