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IM out stay down underground in hell!



this aint a joke/ people im evil/
now take my rope/ and feed my disease through/
burning up/ 10levels straight down beneath you/
churning up cyanide/ poor kid didn’t even mean to/
theres a few things nobody knows I just got to touch on/
demons I speak through/ from the tip of my drunk tounge/
rot till the meats blue/
how can you f*** with someone who aint scared to die/
who’s lived 18years within the dim afterlife/
an industrial accident/ feelin invisible like im see through/
my punchline/ knocked em all out from an overdose of ketamine
this head’a’mine/ dope like coke/ when I ‘red’ a line/ i don't hold a gun i hold a penknife/
i don't hold redrum/ i drink it backwards/
n' taste what the deads like/