Message From The Devil Acapella

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BUSHPIG SCATBUTCHER - Rap

Message From The Devil Acapella

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Born embracing the demons then releasing 'em Spraying on catalogued trays of innards with semen Snorting anal nectar sliced rectal excisions Cum surgeon dressing wounds of victims in steaming jizm Shit yourself at the level of sickness that I'm given Drilling through your guts bringing illness to the living My penis giving to the dead cunts withering Eternal butchery spreading symptoms only seen in visions I bring the future apocalypse as my cock is dripping Acid for tripping, it's just the beginning Morbid butcher brutal ozzy gore rap militant Bury brains and inedible evidence in polluted river beds If I killed once, you know I will again Your stupid species is equivalent to meaningless irritants The end's imminent, exterminate your whole history While O.D.ing on pineal stimulants Seductive whispers of dead lips somniloquence Blood, shit, and jizz mixed in a state of sexual ambivalence For ridiculous illness, vomit up the whole syllabus Drain the genital pus for painting my edible signature Assimilate in this septic realm like a piece of shit Worm lord with fist clenched on my dick like death grips Rich bitches always bite and say they got the fresh shit Kill a snitch, cross you out like the names on my hitlist From the mist of the darkness I come with this I keep it brutal and heartless for life 'cos I'm done with it Slice you up with a knife, I'm gonna hunt you, bitch Puking eternally like warm jizz filling up the abyss Dig your grave, stand above you when I'm taking the piss Your soul leaking out the ass for my etheric sustenance In dark arts carve an abortion, silver cord snipped Snorting your tormented essence like illicit substances Orgies of evil inseminations in shit pits Grow my demon seeds out of the wasted pink bits Building mountains of malignant gore voluptuous Defecations of morbid states of higher consciousness I keep it vomitous, horrid sound foul mouth coprophagous Rotten underground like and ancient sarcophagus

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  • BUSHPIG SCATBUTCHER