Malignant Messiah

Lyrics

*sample* She sits on the window sill Looking down, it's quite a thrill In my tree Imagining what is it like to be dead She walks up on the ledge Searching for the living end [Mr. Hyde] Mr. Hyde Your Messiah Necro on production Brain abduction Check it [Hook] Your messiah's arrived, prepare to fire your nines Make up your mind and decide if you desire to die By the tyrant of knives, it's Mr. Hyde and I thrive To put you dead in the dirt death acquired your cries [Mr. Hyde] I'm the scourge of the Earth, I've been in urgent since birth The Devil bobs his head to the dancing dirges of hurt One insult is all it takes and my blade assaults your face Now I'm feasting on sheep like the ape in Altered States Think that y'all are rolling hard 'til my nine explodes and charge I'm giving broken arms like I practice Shotacon I'll blast your cabbage on nothin' near your average scar Leave you for the scavengers, a martyr with your cabbage on My evil slang consists of backwards Latin languages Vanquish you with bangers but they strangle you with blankets, kid Take a piss on you, bitch, and then I'll lace you with phlegm Foul like Mordechai and Howie puffin' base for HaShem Leavin' you with belly pains headin' to Hell with chains Beat the elderly with canes 'til I see their smelly brains You're seekin' to live because you're dreamin' it, kids See what the Sandman will bring ain't what the demons will give [Hook] [Mr. Hyde] It's Hyde the dream crusher, rad disease catcher Receiving the rash exceed and breath cancer The pain's expected fuckin' major wreckage When I blaze my TEC, kid, it'll cave your chest in My blades connected with your face and left it Greatly twisted, gotta pay to fix it I'll stick you through your scarf, leave your neck with bloody scars Gettin' hectic like a baby fallin' off the monkey bars Anthem shreddin' y'all, stuff myself 'til my lungs bleed The jungle predator, son, I'll hunt better hungry Dedicated to sins like separating your limbs Desecrating your skin by decorating with pins You're undressing confession gettin' fucked by a priest Ain't no rosary beads will have you touchin' his beesh You think by steppin' to me you'll be receiving some props I'll let my weapon release and now you're bleeding a lot! [Hook]