Kill Kill Kill-Madchild/Bishop Lamont/JD Era
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TXT Kill Kill Kill-Madchild/Bishop Lamont/JD Era 文本歌词
Kill Kill Kill - Madchild/Bishop Lamont/JD Era
Queens enough
IKonz
Let me see what I need
Ahh I need my chainsaw
Ahh my AK-47
My rocket launchers
Some grenades
And my flame thrower Yeah
Ohhh
Oh sh*t it's time to ill
MC's it ain't safe
E'rybody gettin' killed
Your mammy
Your daddy
Gram Gram
And your pappy
And them little ugly a**
Your ashy a** gets black
They are so nappy
No self hatred I'm no racist
I hate everybody
Kill your cat kill your dog
And the parakeet b**ch
Shoot your fish tank up
Like "F**k them goldfish"
M-m-m-madness and mayhem
P M to the A M
Stomp like the collector
Got a collection
Of decomposing possessions
Talent scout I'm out to
Find new specimens
May I make a small suggestion
Rappers stop lyin' through the speakers
Cause I see directly through
You like Jeepers Creepers
Creepy got a dumb flow
Threatening me
I sh*t on all you
I needs lots of T P
For my bunghole
I'm not high I'm not high
Check my eyes
I swear
I'm just lyrically retarded
And not all really there
I'm a beast b**ch I'll bully
Money from a grizzly bear
As if a bear had money and
Went to school
But in your dreams you can't win
I'm a f**kin' nightmare
Tommy Ray Glatman dream assassin
Dreamscape
You don't know what I'm talkin'
'Bout Google it I'll wait
Everybody in this b**ch gon'
Get gunned down
Boom boom boom you
Don't wanna hear that sound
I'm goin' insane hearin'
Voices in my brain
They keep on tellin' me to do
Some really f**ked up things
This can't be real
I'm really feelin' f**kin' ill
They keep on sayin'
"Everybody gettin' killed"
They keep on tellin' me
"Everybody gettin' killed"
I hear 'em whisperin'
"Everybody gettin' killed"
Over and over
"Everybody gettin' killed"
Yo yo
I'm a white Beast boy
Like Adam Horovitz
Stab you in the orifice
I'm darker than a horror flick
I put a bullet in your skull
To make a peep hole
Then lean your head against
Atube so I can watch the Creep Show
I'm a freak though
Graphic rap-a-holic
Splatter all your blood around the
Room like I was Jackson Pollock
I'm all alone I'll crack your
Collarbone and haul it home
And spread your guts around
The wall and write a diabolic poem
Like Michael Meyers with
A knife cause I'm a psycho killer
Listening to Michael Jackson Thriller
I'm a hyper villain
I'll smash your f**kin' skull
And then say "nighty night"
Tackle rappers wearing whitey
Whites like it was Friday Night Lights
Pop a vitamin then squat like
Spiderman
Then take a f**kin' sh*t on
All you rappers for entitlement
Sneak into your studio then
Stab you till your speaker's red
Then take your Jordan 3's cause
I'm a klepto and a sneaker head
Gimmie your shoes
Yeah these are gonna fit
Everybody in this b**ch
Gon' get gunned down
Boom boom boom
You don't wanna hear that sound
I'm goin' insane hearin'
Voices in my brain
They keep on tellin' me to do
Some really f**ked up things
This can't be real
I'm really feelin' f**kin' ill
They keep on sayin'
"Everybody gettin' killed"
They keep on tellin' me
"Everybody gettin' killed"
I hear 'em whisperin'
"Everybody gettin' killed"
Over and over
"Everybody gettin' killed"
Go look up 'psychopath'
Then find me in the dictionary
Grinnin' ear to ear
In prison gear
I hope you b**ches ready
I f**k a nun missionary
Get it Missionary
Got a lot of friends but momma
Thinks they're all imaginary
And they keep tellin'
Me to "kill kill kill"
Murder murder roll a blunt
And pop a pill pill pill
And you won't but I will
For a crisp dollar bill
Shove your head so far up your
A** you be talkin' sh*t at every meal
I'm me
I'm meat with cheese and some
Molly powder in private
Discussionals blowin' up on
Which rappers outta be silent
I get so fly the stewardess
Can't close her eyelids
My Taliban homie thinks
That I should be a pilot
I don't know
Yes I'm the bomb
Tick tick hide your child
I'm happy killing you at work
We call that service with a smile
Just took some 'shrooms
I guess I had the bad pile
Burn a cross in front of your
Yard and blame that sh*t on Mad Child
Blood Beast
