Weapons of Mass Destruction

Lyrics

[*sample*] Wanting people to listen you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore You have to hit them with a sledgehammer And then you'll notice you've got their strict attention [Necro] Fully functioning murder mechanisms (2X) [Mr. Hyde] Ayo, fuck a gat, kid, my favorite tool is a hatchet There ain't that many weapons more brutal than that shit I'll settle for a bat, a metal one at that Bash you with a teapot, kid, and call the kettle black Torture with forklifts, twisted on your porch this Weapons assortment got you lookin' awkward Sharpen the pencil, and penetrate your eye Heartless but gentle, a splendid way to die Shackle and jux with steel grapplin' hooks And drop your lost corpse off in back of a bush Though I prefer to bust jaws than to murder with buzzsaws In terms of total damage, the burner does more Twine is used to strangle, tire irons mangle Police disbelieve what is underneath your Kangol It bares the resemblance of fruit gettin' blended Use a crossbow to shoot your appendix Stomp you with cleats to halt your heart beat Or sharpen my teeth and tear apart fleas [Hook] Kill with a drill, clap with a gat! Maim with a flame, or hack with an axe! Scorch with the torch, jux with the hooks! Every weapon I use rearranges your looks! Choke with the rope, crack with the bat! Stick with a pick, or snap with a strap! Carve with a large knife and you're trife! Every weapon I use puts an end to your life! [Mr. Hyde] You could be shot with the Glock, or clocked with a rock Cue balls in the socks for knockin' your block off Store bought tools can be used to deplore you A fork or a corkscrew, duke, I assure you'll Die 'til you're dead with the pliers and thread I can close up your legs or open your head An African spear, packed in your rear Acts as the maximum laxative here A blowtorch inches way as it singes AIDS blood filled to the brim in syringes Sledgehammer slam, chisels in chest Watch the red drizzle and drip from the flesh I lust to create, a much rougher fate Pillows cover your face as lungs suffocate Though Chinese stars, might leave scars Swords get applause when they slice out hearts Diced into parts much smaller than ants I like to depart with gore on my hands [Hook] [Necro] Fully functioning murder mechanisms (2X)