[Verse 1: SCUM]
Music can be so influential, that if you are a fucking dick
Just like me who does the rap thing and who's strained the thought of sick
Then you steadily take advantage of your listeners’ self esteem
Be alone and so you go and make 'em show you how extreme they can get
Well they are told that they should go and hurt each other
You can bet I'm gonna be laughing while they killing one another
Fuck they mother and they father they be crying cause their son played this song a dozen times and blew his brains out with his gun now he’s gone
No stutter stopping but I could really give a fuck
Hope they both go throw themselves in front of a moving semi-truck
Then this girl can take the bus and hangs herself with a fucking belt
Leaving behind a tearful letter telling the world just how she fell
Hope they blame it on my music when the letter hits the press
Even if my shit gets banned and pulled from stores I wouldn't stress
I get paid off the promotion cause I know that many more kids that read or hear about it would get hooked on horrorcore
[Chorus: SCUM]
Finna hope there's some monsters that rest during this track
Pulls the trigger while stuffing they mouth with the TEC
Hope they drown in a bathtub or jump off a bridge or get naked and then lock themselves in the fridge
Or get killed by the blade, you'll get hit by a car crash
Drench themselves in some petrol and light a cigar
And although they don't have to that sure would be nice Putting ourselves through the roof if they take this advice
[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
Take my advice commit suicide for a psycho
.45 to your eye if you would die for a psycho
Feel how I feel then you will cop a rifle
And I know you might go kill a cop for a psycho
This is for those sick fucks mixed up deranged and cold hearted
Sticking butcher knives through your carcass
With your wrists cut you'll learn the pain cause it's self-inflicted now inhale the sickness
My music is the gateway drug you are addicted to
Manipulation of the mind you are living proof
It's my lyrics that have driven you
Put you on a mission to copycat murders of Richard Ramirez who
Tasting my lethal evil nectar of forbidden fruits
Stabbing your abdomen with a knife and tryna stick it through
This is the youth I invite inside my covenant
With a pipe get bludgeoned quick
My advice is they loving it
Music can be so influential, that if you are a fucking dick
Just like me who does the rap thing and who's strained the thought of sick
Then you steadily take advantage of your listeners’ self esteem
Be alone and so you go and make 'em show you how extreme they can get
Well they are told that they should go and hurt each other
You can bet I'm gonna be laughing while they killing one another
Fuck they mother and they father they be crying cause their son played this song a dozen times and blew his brains out with his gun now he’s gone
No stutter stopping but I could really give a fuck
Hope they both go throw themselves in front of a moving semi-truck
Then this girl can take the bus and hangs herself with a fucking belt
Leaving behind a tearful letter telling the world just how she fell
Hope they blame it on my music when the letter hits the press
Even if my shit gets banned and pulled from stores I wouldn't stress
I get paid off the promotion cause I know that many more kids that read or hear about it would get hooked on horrorcore
[Chorus: SCUM]
Finna hope there's some monsters that rest during this track
Pulls the trigger while stuffing they mouth with the TEC
Hope they drown in a bathtub or jump off a bridge or get naked and then lock themselves in the fridge
Or get killed by the blade, you'll get hit by a car crash
Drench themselves in some petrol and light a cigar
And although they don't have to that sure would be nice Putting ourselves through the roof if they take this advice
[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
Take my advice commit suicide for a psycho
.45 to your eye if you would die for a psycho
Feel how I feel then you will cop a rifle
And I know you might go kill a cop for a psycho
This is for those sick fucks mixed up deranged and cold hearted
Sticking butcher knives through your carcass
With your wrists cut you'll learn the pain cause it's self-inflicted now inhale the sickness
My music is the gateway drug you are addicted to
Manipulation of the mind you are living proof
It's my lyrics that have driven you
Put you on a mission to copycat murders of Richard Ramirez who
Tasting my lethal evil nectar of forbidden fruits
Stabbing your abdomen with a knife and tryna stick it through
This is the youth I invite inside my covenant
With a pipe get bludgeoned quick
My advice is they loving it
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