Unsub

Album cover art for "Unsub" by The Godfathers (rap duo)

The Godfathers (rap duo) - Rap

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"Now, now, now it'll be alright, tsk Look, it's just a little inconvenient I know how upsetting it is, but it's just a little blood" Yeah it's Giacana Huh... two... three... four... Huh... two... three... four... Uh, check it, yo [VERSE 1: Kool G Rap] Nigga, my attitude is often anger, the Boston Strangler Bad decision, a vision of a coffin, I'm danger Hawk or the binga, stab you with a fork in the fingers Stalkin a stranger, vocal cords caught on the hanger That's funny, I dead honies, I'm Ted Bundy, the threads bummy Lead dummies, make ya head runny, the Feds want me I'm John Wilkes Booth on your mom duke's stoop And I shoot, cause your moms spilled soup on the Don's silk suit Got on Vietnam steel boots, the palm's filled, duke Firearm to her dook shoot, half of her arm peeled loose I'm the truth, I'm Charlie Manson on Harley's glancin at Holly's mansions Catch couples at parks be lampin in RV's campin Watchin your bitch undress down to the bra, me pantin What I do when I start advancin is hardly handsome I'm Ed Gein, by a red stain, there's red rain Machete swing in to ya neck vein, till your head hang Desis bang, be a stretched lame when your chest drain In a wet rain, I dump bodies off in the left lane I'm Jack the Ripper, in fact Rap's trappin 'em quicker Rat in her slippers, decorate her back with the scissors Like the bitches with Jack Tripper, flatten her figure Garden tools, the axe and the clippers, I actually rip her Nigga [HOOK x2] Unsubs in your crib I'm rushin Mad destruction; your friend's gushin Blood from organs, morbid, please die! I wanna hear you sing [ VERSE 2: Necro ] Killin' fags like Jeff Dahmer that dress in Dolce & Gabbana I'II eat the flesh off your mama, just like a possessed piranha The Unabomber, decapitated eunuch, hack it Blade under my bomber jacket Bitch, I ejaculate embalming fluid Depraved and perverted like David Berkowitz Circa '76, lurk the city, to murk an average workin' stiff When I put in savage work I get stiff Leave you dead stiff for scavenger birds The lead fifth will damage you quick Dark room with amateur pics, daddy-o Peeping your patterns to formulate my blood splatterin' patterns left on your patio John Lil Wayne Gacy, killing fat bitches like Macy Gray Panickin' then dressin' em up like mannequins in Macy's And Lord & Taylor, I'm the Sith Lord, The Impaler (Bedelia, where's my cake, you dirty bitch!) The Zodiac Killer, takin' photos on Kodak and send 'em to Kojak Load up the Mac, attack a McDonalds, and whack you while you eat your Big Mac You survive, you'll carry around a shit sack You shit sack, enter Burger King like Douglas and click-clack Richie Cunningham Ramirez, cut you like ham on Christmas Cause you're as queer as Charlie Hunnam was on Queer As Folk, but I'd rather poke Ciara's ass-hole while she does the two-step on my penis, then slit her throat For the orgasm, she'll spasm while I jizz It's a cata-clit-clysm Give her an anus aneurysm when the gat is shoved in Cunt Rag [HOOK x2] Unsubs in your crib I'm rushin Mad destruction; your friend's gushin Blood from organs, morbid, please die! I wanna hear you sing Sweet clementine You'll see the light The lights glow between Good and bad See the blind man Shooting at the world Bullets fly, taking toll Listen to the music man Nothing you can do will help I'm gonna kill you Who's speaking? Hello? Who's speaking? You can say your prayers

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Credits

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  • Kool G Rap
  • Necro