[Verse 1]
Killing everything in sight like it's a zombie nation
I am an abomination
Biscuit to your face, give me the safe combination
Ain't nothin' safe you get ya' life erased, a complication
Face it your racist you'll get placed on permanent vacation
Killed in a basement then sent to damnation
Cause you suck more dick than Greyson
Now you in the grave or adjacent
Flood condensation
Your fates a La Bamba predestination
Termination, somber occasion
No signs of hope
Your life's horoscope
Reads a future of trife horror for you in court and my rifle scope
Put a rope around the throat of a Borgia Pope
When I murder I'm more than dope
When I'm bored it's Murder He Wrote
Wrap a microphone cord
Around a wack rappers vocal cords
And squeeze til' he chokes on the floor
No more records
Some follow a moral code
Make any bitch, swallow a oral load
Your man wanna quarrel? Hollows explode
(Baow)
Evil in a brawl like All Hallows Eve, before you die and croak
You'll see trippy shit like a Kaleidoscope
Bullets 'll collide with your anus like Colitis
Right through your flak coat
If you don't provide the coke you'll need a stethoscope
Every breath you cope with the notion of death
And an ocean of blood flooding the flesh of your corazón
Your tore a bone, maricón, leave the earth G
The meat clever leaves you in the dirt, arrivederci
Killing everything in sight like it's a zombie nation
I am an abomination
Biscuit to your face, give me the safe combination
Ain't nothin' safe you get ya' life erased, a complication
Face it your racist you'll get placed on permanent vacation
Killed in a basement then sent to damnation
Cause you suck more dick than Greyson
Now you in the grave or adjacent
Flood condensation
Your fates a La Bamba predestination
Termination, somber occasion
No signs of hope
Your life's horoscope
Reads a future of trife horror for you in court and my rifle scope
Put a rope around the throat of a Borgia Pope
When I murder I'm more than dope
When I'm bored it's Murder He Wrote
Wrap a microphone cord
Around a wack rappers vocal cords
And squeeze til' he chokes on the floor
No more records
Some follow a moral code
Make any bitch, swallow a oral load
Your man wanna quarrel? Hollows explode
(Baow)
Evil in a brawl like All Hallows Eve, before you die and croak
You'll see trippy shit like a Kaleidoscope
Bullets 'll collide with your anus like Colitis
Right through your flak coat
If you don't provide the coke you'll need a stethoscope
Every breath you cope with the notion of death
And an ocean of blood flooding the flesh of your corazón
Your tore a bone, maricón, leave the earth G
The meat clever leaves you in the dirt, arrivederci
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