this song is gonna be recorded soon tha killa reborn like tha children of tha corn for many years ive been scorned i was killed i was dead but i remained deep in my hosts head sayin kill kill kill murda murda murda kill a mutha fucka make em suffer but i was refused so i came unglued tha doctor tried to save him he told him i was bad news now he is hanging form a rope with a fuckin cut throat a long with a sucide note nobody can understand why wrote what he wrote thats becuz i did it he died a horrorible death with his last breath i gutted him like a pig and ate his insides tha hatred can nolonger hide im here to commit a homicide, genoucide watch this fuckin world die decay form inside nobody saw this comin nobody saw tha demon inside lawrence's mind i am tha killa reborn im back to take another life lawrence wakes up with a blood staind knife i fuckin killed his wife and child tha violent deaths were not mild