The Most Sadistic

Yo, yo, yo, check this shit bitch

For all you slime buckets, all over the land, peep it

Yo, I'm dancin on your grave like Baryshnikov

I'll rip you off

Leave you in the desert 'til the vultures strip your corpse

Then rape your fuckin' wife, until my dick is soft

'til the flesh is peelin' off

I'm a devil concealed in cloth

Walk, walk or get stabbed with a fork

You got a hole in your stomach

Yo plug it up with a cork, you dork

Lots of blood loss, red cross

Couldn't help your dead boss cut his head off

Brutal, sadistic, the only way

I'll be remembered, after I'm dismemebered

And my bones decay, a rap legend

To the aggressionary session

My inventions of tension and powerful progression

It's time, for sick rhymes, lunatic lines

Hit your mind like consuming strychnine

For all the shell, clips and Glocks

You step to me with a weapon

You'll be reppin' your clique in a box

The most sadistic, you think not?

You might get shot, put 'em in a plot

We ain't playin, we ain't rhymin' for nothin'

Yo this shit is our life, so let me tell you somethin'

If you ever diss me I'mma bring it to you

Got a crew of psychopaths that'll stab you up too

Now say violence (violence), death (death)

Yo there ain't nothin left to say, this shit's fresh

I'll kill, you could be my latest victim

I'll take a shit on your brain and make you sniff it

Piss on your bitch's tits and make you lick it

You fuckin' maggot

You probably fucked one hundred faggots

Your a gay thug that loved jail and love gettin' your ass whipped

Come around here actin hardcore

You never did dirt, you gonna get hurt

Pull up your pink skirt

Your pink panties'll get your whig damaged

Go eat a dick sandwhich

I can't stand this motherfucker

Make this bitch vanish from the planet

I'll hit you like a ton of granite

Get your blood splattered

Face bashed in, you can't win

I'll stab you in the head wit shishkebab sticks

While watchin' mob flicks, nasty like armpits

When I be suckin' on you mom's tits

She my bitch, she on my dick

Tell that trick to stop callin' my crib

Why'd you say she wanted to kill the bitch?

Smokin' green clove, walkin' around town flossin' the free clothes

Doper than Special K explodin' in the fiend's nose

{*fades out with gatling gun sounds*}