Evil Shit

This be some evil shit to inspire you to start a fire

Do something illegal, only thing you require is a wire to strangle someone

Let out your anger son, buildin' up, you're filled up with pain and anguish

Kid do you understand my insane language?

SENSELESS, violence, psychology, apprentices of sickness learnin' the art of WHILIN', and robbery with demented instincts

Cemented in your mental is the exceptional fact that feeling sentimental for humans is detrimental

I'm experimental in the ways of murderin' you herbs and turds with absurd words and verbs

Would you have preferred being lured into a crucifixion scenario, where you're eaten by birds?

The impresario--of rude convictions--describing

Crude descriptions

Prescribing murder through scribes, and desecrate the bible's vibes

Maggots crawling on this page as I write this rap

It's amazing, appalling, I think Satan's calling, I might snap

(Hook)

Rap, stab, flesh, Jux, quick then grab your neck

Bludgeon you bloody yo buddy, you stupid? What's after death?

Psychological with the demonic pull, reelin' you into sin peelin' your skin like a psychotic bull

God won't protect your existence, so I don't respect your religion

Visually you reflect a pigeon, this'll be dissected by traffic

Graphic violence the science of a bloodbath is mathematic multiplying of catastrophic dying of vinyl plastic

Or a CD, mastered, you can't answer whether I'm making sense or not or imitating Manson

Preaching the end of God is my mantra. Enter the pod, take a trip into the nucleus of gore where the center is scarred

You'll catch a barbarian beating by convicted thugs

Left in the sanitarium, eating prescription drugs

Force me to brutalize you, demonstrate to you how I utilize a butcher knife to computerize your flesh, pixelate you

Triple six degrade you. You can't quarantine the therapeutic Thorazine forever putrid horror scenes

That sick cleverly secluded in the origin of this cerebrum deep-rooted info for the coroner team

(Hook)

Rap, stab, flesh, Jux, quick then grab your neck

Bludgeon you bloody yo buddy, you stupid? What's after death?

Psychological with the demonic pull, reelin' you into sin peelin' your skin like a psychotic bull