Morbid

Lyrics

[Verse 1] My practical solution to schmucks beefin' Is sinkin' my teeth in the flesh of your neck Like Dracula seducing sluts And bite a piece of flesh off But, nah, you could have AIDS I'd rather make you a cadaver with blades I write the followin' raps to you cats that bite swallow and jack Then recite rhymes on the mic without acknowledging facts I won't be reluctant to pull out the knife tucked in My waist, stump in the place leave it stuck in your face, fuck 'em I find it difficult, to not be despicable to minds that are typical Fuck financial assistance A man's existence revolves around survival I've evolved into a hustler with substantial business My attitude is improper - like a skin popper Stickin' a blade on top of the skull of an imposter Since created at birth, I've hated the Earth Livin' in a society of anxiety makes it worse (Hook x2) Morbid, like Mordred holdin' a chainsaw Get ready to do a gore bid We keep it morbid On some raw shit - get your jaw split With blood drippin' out of your forehead [Verse 2] It's worthwhile, for you to peep a verse that's vile You could learn somethin' from watchin' a perverted person's style My verse hit tile Verses are like curses That give you urges to worship Belial Beef with me, you can't stay the same You'll have to change your name Change your sex - rearrange your frame Take a plane to somewhere strange If you plan to keep your cranium containing your brain Your fuckin' dome will give in With a tourniquet wrapped around it You're underground, kid - you're the artist formerly known as living You're the past like yesterday Blast your chest away You're positive HIV tested gay Now stop hiphoppin' - you dick jockin' You stick cock in your mouth and rock chick stockings Now die It's all about evil raps and weapons Money and sluts, and gats strapped by the intestines (Hook x2) (Instrumental 'til fade)