Torture Kold-Blooded (Ft. Rozz Dyliams)

ROZZ DYLIAMS:

S, sneakin up out of the House of Drip bitch and I'm drippin like ooze
A, after the murder is done I will not even clean up my shoes
D, dylan we fallin' off in it so hard I could get on the news
I, I am the one with the ana with everything other than truth
S, sick in the head with the virus [???] but what you gon' do
T, takin the bank(?) and I'm buckin and stuck in a devilish mood
I, island of bodies in a bloody ocean and I'm on the top
C, creatin' and boomin' a [???] frequency makin' you drop

T, tearin it down with psycho sounds and mystic shit
O, over and over again when we stompin' you down like a bitch
R, Rolling H1 with Kold Blooded ready with the switch
T, tickin just like a bomb about to erupt quick
U, using tools and making you drop it off like this
R, ready or not I'm coming out the house with a half-moon clip
E, easily execute eradication when you make me click
S, slither away like a snake as I vanish and tighten my grip

HOOK

One look in my eyes
And your mind is mine
Hypnotized, Now your bein crucified
Paralyzed tryin to escape but caint
And died in vain while screamin
Wishin this all wasn't torture....