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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #5,173
Peak in subgenre #747
Author
Krawnikal/Dream-Catcha
Rights
2006 Clinically iLL Recordz
Uploaded
August 05, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:36
Lyrics
Porn Verse:
It's the philosphical fuck here rippin' you gay creeps,
I'll brutally rape your mom and kill ya bitch in the same sheets,
A perverted creep when the knife is inserted deep,
Into ya jugular choked murdered by burnin' dreams,
The shit that I flip is on a rediculous scale,
A mission is failed permission to bail with gats in arms,
Slappin' ya massive jaw after I dispatch and blast my bombs,
Ask your mom she saw first hand and mouth suckin on my shlong,
For real man we servin' ya chick some murderous dick,
takin' part in the most perverted of shit,
That kinda bitch that likes to get snuffed,
and isn't too tight in the cunt and slightly a slut,
Exciting enough good for twice and then chuck,
Beat the whore After I stuck my pipe in her butt
Basicaly the bitch really likes to get fucked,
Let me dip into the vaginal section,
to give me a massive erection you want a shaft in your rectum,
Got a bag of protection for tits that are plastic injected,
My dick's like a glock when it blasts your intestines,
just suck my sack for your pension,
After your done your body is bagged in the garbage,
You already dumb as fuck and I just slapped you retarded,
Death Verse:
This butcher packs a cleaver so you beavers are fucked,
We splittin' procedures with heaters so when I see ya you're done,
Not conceivin' a gun I'm packin' a fist and some skill,
Crackin' bitches at will leavin' them automatically killed,
Now we leavin' the scene in the need of some weed and papes,
Get some creep to retreat in the need of his teeth replaced,
Yeah we'll find ya restin' place with ya body morbid and cold,
A contortional flow like performin abortions alone,
I could give a fuck if I was makin' a mill or a pay check,
Keep talkin' til you get drilled and you face death,
A villian that stays vexed splittin' your dome with lead pipes,
I'm a boxer that's proper breakin' bones with ten rights,
I'm an M-16 spittin' equivilant to what you see in war,
The male that's 16 rippin' illiterate fucks and beatin' whores,
Peep the psychosis it's my potion for disectin' bitches,
Highly corrosive in motion like a transmitted infection,
You can call me nice if you want but I got knife if you front,
A light for a blunt throwing up at the site of you cunts,
My topics are brutals bashin' your brain choppin' your noodle,
You guys raps are soft like you were droppin a poodle,
Check me out when I grab a glock from my pocket and pull,
Droppin' your soul to satan pullin' ya brains out the top of your skull,
I'm all about the gore and watching your heads drop,
Innovating the craft of my life and callin' it death hop,
Pull you in directions causing internal disection,
Eternally left in my knife in ya brain turnin' you neckless,
Come to the darkest place possible and blame your opticals,
My gauge is cockable and that's what you see when facin' krawnikal,
The mentally deranged might think of my instrumentals the same,
It's like a medical gain then federals aim for repetitive pain,
I got needles and drugs for your hypnosis injections,
Your brain will be like subway cuz it's toasted perfection,
I'm posin a question holdin' my tension in your direction,
Cold when I'm vexin' make you look like dead soldiers in trenches,
I'm very captivating with decapitation lacerations,
Fascinatin assisinations no exaggerations or fabrications,
The magistration plan is waitin',
Rapid hatin' on me when they're battery's wasted,
Check my Insane messages summoned by your pain's essences,
Your lame and feminine that's why I gave you brain hemmorrages,
You're just nickel and dime my shit is liftin' the floor,
Writin' my scripts on a board while your girl's a dike, a bitch and whore,
