Who Am I?

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bukshot] Welcome to your execution, meet me out at Silent Hill Beat you in the head with Blaze's clock, I got time to kill (hahaha) You think I'm full of shit, promise I'm the kind that will (yeah) Something wicked this way comes, you bitches know the drill I keep the company of evil people on my team (uh) We creep inside yo thoughts and have a feast with all your dreams (shhh) Me and SCUM a tag-team maniac just like in Scream With R.O.C. and Psycho Jesus, lighting gasoline Don't give a fuck (fuck) I'm setting fire to these peoples homes I'm the reason that you shouldn't leave your kids at home alone This is not a fucking test, we'll put holes in your buddy's chest We'll give your daughter slutty sex, turn your house a bloody mess You don't wanna wake up on the chopping block with your body dumped off in the parking lot Laying like a creek in some woods what not Stomach full of hollow tips and buckshot Any time whenever, don't you pull my fucking lever Th-there's a monster in my cellar, you can't see it Helen Keller Raaah [Pre-Chorus: Psycho Jesus] I can treat you with them gloves and the choppers And acting like the psycho in the showers It's time to push your life to the side You have no choice in how you die, it's only up for he and I to decide [Chorus: Psycho Jesus] Who am I? A weirdo Who am I? An acolyte Who am I? A scumfuck Who am I? He is I When time for wicked minds to combine, you have no choice in how you die it's only up for he and I to decide [Bridge: The R.O.C.] Keep calling me the monster The unknown distant figure The shadow in the corner touch your mental choose bigger Whisper, completing your defeat Need yo life on no repeat So enemies go to sleep [Verse 2: The R.O.C.] The beast is released, don't look up in yo mirror Cause I'll be standing right behind ya Yeah you couldn't see or hear The footsteps tune yo ears to listen Yeah fool, I'm in yo house Yeah it's a black man in your house But the least of your worries are my color right now I need that feeling, I bleed that feeling You couldn't pay me a million for the feeling Tossed the thought in the back of yo mind and I'll drill the fucking back of yo skull clean off No way can I be stopped by the law No way will I be stopped by the law Fuck the law man I still draw a picture of a body in a box, we kill 'em all So I am not the one that's connected So please ignore when I'm online Please forgive all my mass hits just know I spit with no mind No time cause I steady grind tryna see through my rhymes crimes Someone better change my dollar quick cause I'm thinking y'all better drop a dime Raaah [Pre-Chorus: Psycho Jesus] I can treat you with them gloves and the choppers And acting like the psycho in the showers It's time to push your life to the side You have no choice in how you die, it's only up for he and I to decide [Chorus: Psycho Jesus] Who am I? A weirdo Who am I? An acolyte Who am I? A scumfuck Who am I? He is I When time for wicked minds to combine, you have no choice in how you die it's only up for he and I to decide [Verse 3: SCUM (USA)] I'm not the one that you want to trust when I say "just trust me" Better get a gun and be ready for me, is what you must be I'ma come and smash your newborn baby with a two by four If the little fuck will not shut the fuck up then it must die Yeah I'm that guy that's always wanted for some questioning In connection with a shooting, stabbing, or some shit like breaking in To your fucking place, ripping off your face, raping those you love the most I'ma burn in hell for the shit I've done, you can ask the Holy Ghost On a webcam show for the world to see I'ma snuff your family If you're not a friend of me then you must be my enemy I'ma lay you down, look into my knife when I write these wicked rhymes In the middle of the night I'ma come for your life that's just how I get at times And so these violent crimes are almost never personal Just a bloody bath from a psychopath that is irreversible Like the ones you love that I take from you are irreplaceable And the gun that's pressed against the back of your head's untraceable Raaah [Pre-Chorus: Psycho Jesus] I can treat you with them gloves and the choppers And acting like the psycho in the showers It's time to push your life to the side You have no choice in how you die, it's only up for he and I to decide [Chorus: Psycho Jesus] Who am I? A weirdo Who am I? An acolyte Who am I? A scumfuck Who am I? He is I When time for wicked minds to combine, you have no choice in how you die it's only up for he and I to decide (decide)