Evil Music

Lyrics

[Intro] Nobody ever suspected what ancient terror slept beneath the Vargas house - What kind of stories? - Oh, just the stories! - Look out! Terror that turns laughter into screams And lovin' hex into killers [Verse 1: Goretex] Yeah, my Seuss a hat's tale like Untouchables You chin lover lames is same sex nuptials I rap short-haired chicks, eager just fuckable I'm not a charmer, I turn sluts into lunchables Murder advocate, type of killer of impurity Never do shows unless the venue got security Gooned up in 40 states, I'm more like a quarter H Step to my North Face, I pass the K's Raps is safe in a number I decode No rhetorics?, exposures to my chest goin' for re-stroll You're in a mental prison overleased like Katie Holmes Tied to machines, runnin' from beasts to each their own Blast you on your own steps like Armani Your life's worth less than the seats, on the Maserati They call me Baby Gore, short for Bugatti Sportin' them bodies In the Glenwood lobby like a fuckin' hobby [Hook x2] Evil, Intentions and Goretex Music, ingestin' your torn flesh Evil, I'm questionin' more death Music, dissectin' your corpse fresh [Verse 2: Evil Intentions' ?] Buildin' the Tower of Babylon, shotgun shower I'm gravelin' your abdomen, unravelin' relativity Travelin' faster than the power of a javelin Devourin', dismantlin' a mass of men, slicin' (?) in Cowards like a mandolin Danish your damage in maggots and Mary Mabdulin? Rapids in blastin' the Vatican laughin' when slicin' half your skin with a savage grin Lyrical vortex, rhymin' in circles like chains around whores' necks Torn flesh, gut your cerebral cortex Evil Intentions and Goretex We the best in the game Destined to reign 'til there's nothin' left of his brain Mentioned the name from out the high direction and death is the same Evil Intentions leave you restin' in pain Blessin' your frame with a Smith & Wesson is (?) Spit savage raps to damage minds You ravage lives to pass the time, blast the nine [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Evil Intentions' ?] Leave the past behind, fast rewind, subtractin' sins of time Mastermind, craftin' rhymes with a grand design Sacrifice the last to rights, appetite for destruction Stab and slice, knife swipe your windpipe is eruptin' Get gutted quick, holdin' heat Like an oven mitt, I'll bust your lip Hit a mothafucka like a ton of bricks Gun equipped, shit's gonna get, on and poppin' Bumpin' sick Hip Hop gutta shit I'm always droppin' Bloodsuckin' industry, everyone's an enemy Vivid speech, reality's hittin' me independently Consider me the sick MC feedin' human centipedes The mystery of my mind is hard to paint in vividly Blow smoke like chimneys, it'll be over soon Overdue this shit spittin' sicker than a cobra tooth Smokin' doobs like a whale that's rows consumed White shadow, molten tombs Got me burnin' down the vocal booth [Hook x2]