• My atomic right to commit lyrical murder
    with a butcher knife
    dual wielding hatchets
    like Im coming straight for your back
    screaming b***h im bout to stab that
    split ya head wide open
    and infect you with my horror verse
    taking you to the graveyard
    firstclass seating in my hearse
    I dont give a ******** who you are
    the president or scooby doo
    Im coming through
    b***h death to all looney toons
    just another demented loon
    committing murder on the daily
    you shoulda known better
    when a ******** like me looks so shady
    painted up like a psycho
    wearing clown paint on my face
    with a bag full of deadly tricks
    laughing my a** off as I treat you to this
    death delivered swiftly
    and your limbs spread all over the room
    trying to come up with a new plan
    to dispose of you and the remains left behind
    a killer like me is one of a kind
    I'll emotionally ******** you up for a few days
    before I come through and show you my ways
    of cleansing the earth
    of bitches like you
    and I dont give a ********
    if you from the state or just a b***h
    I'm coming straight for your a**
    like you aint nothing but a snitch
    b***h I'll leave your head in a ditch
    but the rest of you will be a mystery
    I'm gonna make the whole hood
    feel the misery
    fresh out the grave
    too wicked with the sickness
    giving yo neck a shave
    I slit ya neck with a quickness