Regiment

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[Produced by V.I.P.N] [Intro: Announcer] Our first guests to the show today The Game Master, a hunter and serial murderer The white honky devil The cis white male scum And in the other corner The murk man Slaughters his opponents and skins them alive He'll fuck your bitch and wear your flip flops when your at work And in the end you'll take it like a bitch cause that's all that you're good for Fuck it, let's go [Verse: gamemast15r] I'm the motherfucking murder lord I'mma be the one to make sure that no one ever heard of god I'm rolling with all of my regiment Carbines and AKs, looking for dead presidents I'mma slit your throat and bathe in the blood I don't need an Ark to go face to face with the floods I despise every breath that you take I despise the fact you hide your back and slept with the jakes I chopped off the head of King Louis the Sixteenth I'm the one that's going to kill you in all of your sick dreams A combination of the Mahatma Gandhi's congregation Stop to face the Nazi Occupation sitting with Llamas facin' With the Ganja blazing right in front of your momma's basement Throw you off a high rise hard enough to make you rock the pavement This is the plan until we all go to destroy the world And ruin life for every single motherfucking boy and girl [Verse: Murkman] These yappers are duds mixed with doodoo, but do what you dudes do Shitty ass rappers, the only bag I.C.U. have is the colostomy Your subject matters strictly in the physical, you been fecal since as a fetus Analogies are anus, no wonder you're so stuck up with spewing constipated rhymes I've heard swirlies with better effects than the sounds, you make your mouth A tautology would've been your mom teaching you to wipe your behind, everytime you talk shit/Every word sputtered is a wasted ad-lib, splattered on those damn bibs, baby fat kid Shut your flatulence lips, flows worse than a septic tank, delivery is pure hemp, which stank While maintaining the charisma of a garbage man His truck has more drive, than your career will have in hindsight A product of your environment, on Wednesday I've would've Glad-ly taken out So now your best option to be useful for the culture Is being recycled into a hotel, but who reads those Bibles? By the way you're bile, so bye bruh, you were never ill You just lacked potential, bacteria always gets cleansed by Soap Here's some Dial, for your wake-up call for some fresh bars to hold on in jail Cause every single one of you Charmin emcee's days are numbered When that sun rises the next morning, nobody will miss what turns into a dogpile of anal specks [Bridge] And now for the one and only Master of ceremonies The magic man with a gat in each hand ALMIGHTY U-SORCERER [Verse: Almighty U-Sorcerer] They call me Almighty U-Sorcerer-fuck that Call me Almighty U-Warrior, Almighty U-Coroner Almighty U- might wanna start running 'fore I torture ya Almighty U- run across the border like a foreigner Put babies in a corner if they run around my corridor I'm a Sean Con artist, you'll be finding Forrester Man, this the calm, I can't wait until the storm occurs I worked my way out retirement, now I'm forced to work I talk sharp like a razor blade under my tongue I got arrested by the Jakes going to customs with guns Bust in the bus, asking for money and crushing your guts Heard you was homeschooled, you still go to the dungeon for lunch They nothing like us, but feel like we taught them to act You wouldn't hurt a fly so you got slaughtered on wax You can throw balls and these niggas and they would promise to catch And when they drop the ball, we put them in coffins for that Developing pictures in your brain, it's a darkroom We put the writings on the wall like a cartoon In the back of a Crown Vic with sirens like it's a carpool In your crib with a ski mask like a Halloween costume You know, you won't find the meaning of life inside that Budweiser Like Rakim, I ain't no joke but you niggas is my one-liners The good Lord opened up his doors for me like he a bus driver Niggas act tough until we come around with gunfire I rate these niggas dropping 3 bands on name brand designer While they bitch get rides from everyone like they taxi drivers And she got niggas all up in her pants like panty liner Like a game of dodgeball, everyone try to be the last survivor Your girl is a future thot like a forwards innovation I welcome you to the regiment with formal invitations You'd probably just decline it in a normal situation But you got no other choice, so it's important that you take it [Outro] Keep it real, take the invitation to your death motherfucker (Gunshots)