Step into my smoke box where I cash out
Having visions of my death till I pass out
Lately my nightmares look like to cover of Hot Boy$ "Let 'Em Burn"
Its the most violent unregistered mental predator
What's the reason I was sent to earth
Put your motherfucking head on curb
I come from a cold place where many broken souls steady wet up herb
I ain't never fucked with it but I lost my mind on the side of sedative
One is nine you get pulled apart by the hands of the damn dismemberer
Put me in the damn electric chair I got a fetish for it yeah I said it
I got a fetish for the electric chair so put me in it hit the fucking switch and let me get it
When they do electrocution then they make you put a diaper on and shave your head
I got demons in my sleep that won't let me get back to bed until I'm fucking dead
Executioner, executioner, when I was on earth it was stupider
Let my soul fly into the universe
God knows what I'm bout to do to her
Behind the velvet curtain death is certain so it's all I think about before I peace out on this life of burden
Living on the verge of my own version of a Tyler Durden
I don't wanna go to hell but I don't wanna die a virgin
So I'm swerving through these bitches working stitching it just like a surgeon
You can call me Doctor Dylan check my sutures man they're perfect
Do I make you nervous cause I make myself nervous
I love it when my stomach drops when I relive the murders
So fat, So fetch you wretched harlot you do not deserve this
Your cell don't get no service in this cabin here on purpose
Having visions of my death till I pass out
Lately my nightmares look like to cover of Hot Boy$ "Let 'Em Burn"
Its the most violent unregistered mental predator
What's the reason I was sent to earth
Put your motherfucking head on curb
I come from a cold place where many broken souls steady wet up herb
I ain't never fucked with it but I lost my mind on the side of sedative
One is nine you get pulled apart by the hands of the damn dismemberer
Put me in the damn electric chair I got a fetish for it yeah I said it
I got a fetish for the electric chair so put me in it hit the fucking switch and let me get it
When they do electrocution then they make you put a diaper on and shave your head
I got demons in my sleep that won't let me get back to bed until I'm fucking dead
Executioner, executioner, when I was on earth it was stupider
Let my soul fly into the universe
God knows what I'm bout to do to her
Behind the velvet curtain death is certain so it's all I think about before I peace out on this life of burden
Living on the verge of my own version of a Tyler Durden
I don't wanna go to hell but I don't wanna die a virgin
So I'm swerving through these bitches working stitching it just like a surgeon
You can call me Doctor Dylan check my sutures man they're perfect
Do I make you nervous cause I make myself nervous
I love it when my stomach drops when I relive the murders
So fat, So fetch you wretched harlot you do not deserve this
Your cell don't get no service in this cabin here on purpose
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