B2k
Here I come in killin no joking
Wearing the women's clothing
Of my victims with them choking
Before I'm skinning them alive
I'm laughing as they cry
I'm grabbing the knife
As she's asking for her life
When I'm masking her eyes
I'm happy to see the bitch die
I'm madly crazy in my mind
I was born crazy
I cut whores and babies
Slugs from forty fours can't pay me
I cum for slayings
I drug more ladies
And put them in Red rooms
With their dead wombs
Even get some head too
When I end you
Suicide's your only solution
You decide your resolution
When you then die from losin
Euthanized cause you're useless
Losin pride is my contribution
When you're bleeding
Cause your life has no meaning
I blind ya before ya die screaming
Just like Helen Keller
Sending ya to heaven, hell first
When I kill ya slowly so ya know me
I'm a felon story teller
No telling like Helter Skelter
With my style made
Fuck the money
I want more child's play
From Chuckie coming for wild game
And he's hungry
For child's play
And it's funny when he smiles grace
Like honey from child rape
And he's fucking while depraved
A disgusting man while insane
He wants sucky from Kyle's face
Screaming for the rape to stop
I make your mom suck
Her son's dick and lick the cum
With the bitch yellin what she done
And make her take some ex lax
Before she spray in the sex act
With the shit made from red rum
I'm looking at a little lady
In her window
I broke in and hit her and her baby
With her dildo
Who cares if the daughter's eleven
I'll still slaughter with my weapon
I chop her in a box like Seven
I'm a real hitter when I ship her
Body to the cops first then heaven
I ain't just a stalker felon
I'm the night watcher
Teaching bitches givin lessons
So I'm more than a whore hitter
When I take a picture
Of the whore
When I step in the door
Before I fucking hit her
Fuck shooting the useless shottie
I'm stabbing lassie
And raping and taping
Her nude body
When she's rotting
And the maggots
In her casket
It's so drastic
Her body rotting in plastic
Chopping her body's
Like popping molly
Licking this bitches clitoris
With Ritalin in this naughty mommy
No more walking mommy
Bitch lick this lollipop scream
With your body dropping
I'm master-bating
Before my dagger's raping
And my hammer's breaking
This bitch with scatter braining
Stab her face in
Splatter pavement
I'm a basket case in
The psych ward
Screaming die whore
With the mask of Jason
Asking Satan
For the devil to help kill
This whore with plastic shaken
The lady and her baby
While I'm laughing raping
Them at the same time
It's rape time when I take lives
When my habit's making
Me masking taping
Before the acid's draining
The rotting bodies and stopping
Investigations from getting intense
Taking hits of incense
Making me kill infants
Once the K2 betrays you
And Satan is in dept
Screaming Mr Trent is intense
A demon that lynch men
For ten cents
This bitch is starving to death
Giving the chicken darvocet
The funny part of it
Is the bitch looking like a meth head
On her death bed with red spread
All over the bed spread
You can't test lead
I'm laughing at your casket
Stacked in fragments
Blasted like faggots
Maggots eat the meat like acid
Damn it's fantastic
Murder's funny
I'm hungry for human burger
Even babies and lady's bleeding
From the burner
Mr Trent never meant to hurt her
She was just a worker
On the merger
I make the fucking lady miscarry
Her baby it's scary
When society makes me
Act violently
But I'll kill you quietly
When I'm slaying
You faggots off the atlas
And you can't pay me
When you hate me
I didn't mean to do it
The devil told me to do it
With his evil killing people music
Their lives were useless
There's no confusion
So don't act stupid
What's living for you spill
Blood I'm a psycho
Worse than Michael
This ain't a gimmick whore you still
Lying when you're dying
It's my image I'm born to kill
Wearing the women's clothing
Of my victims with them choking
Before I'm skinning them alive
I'm laughing as they cry
I'm grabbing the knife
As she's asking for her life
When I'm masking her eyes
I'm happy to see the bitch die
I'm madly crazy in my mind
I was born crazy
I cut whores and babies
Slugs from forty fours can't pay me
I cum for slayings
I drug more ladies
And put them in Red rooms
With their dead wombs
Even get some head too
When I end you
Suicide's your only solution
You decide your resolution
When you then die from losin
Euthanized cause you're useless
Losin pride is my contribution
When you're bleeding
Cause your life has no meaning
I blind ya before ya die screaming
Just like Helen Keller
Sending ya to heaven, hell first
When I kill ya slowly so ya know me
I'm a felon story teller
No telling like Helter Skelter
With my style made
Fuck the money
I want more child's play
From Chuckie coming for wild game
And he's hungry
For child's play
And it's funny when he smiles grace
Like honey from child rape
And he's fucking while depraved
A disgusting man while insane
He wants sucky from Kyle's face
Screaming for the rape to stop
I make your mom suck
Her son's dick and lick the cum
With the bitch yellin what she done
And make her take some ex lax
Before she spray in the sex act
With the shit made from red rum
I'm looking at a little lady
In her window
I broke in and hit her and her baby
With her dildo
Who cares if the daughter's eleven
I'll still slaughter with my weapon
I chop her in a box like Seven
I'm a real hitter when I ship her
Body to the cops first then heaven
I ain't just a stalker felon
I'm the night watcher
Teaching bitches givin lessons
So I'm more than a whore hitter
When I take a picture
Of the whore
When I step in the door
Before I fucking hit her
Fuck shooting the useless shottie
I'm stabbing lassie
And raping and taping
Her nude body
When she's rotting
And the maggots
In her casket
It's so drastic
Her body rotting in plastic
Chopping her body's
Like popping molly
Licking this bitches clitoris
With Ritalin in this naughty mommy
No more walking mommy
Bitch lick this lollipop scream
With your body dropping
I'm master-bating
Before my dagger's raping
And my hammer's breaking
This bitch with scatter braining
Stab her face in
Splatter pavement
I'm a basket case in
The psych ward
Screaming die whore
With the mask of Jason
Asking Satan
For the devil to help kill
This whore with plastic shaken
The lady and her baby
While I'm laughing raping
Them at the same time
It's rape time when I take lives
When my habit's making
Me masking taping
Before the acid's draining
The rotting bodies and stopping
Investigations from getting intense
Taking hits of incense
Making me kill infants
Once the K2 betrays you
And Satan is in dept
Screaming Mr Trent is intense
A demon that lynch men
For ten cents
This bitch is starving to death
Giving the chicken darvocet
The funny part of it
Is the bitch looking like a meth head
On her death bed with red spread
All over the bed spread
You can't test lead
I'm laughing at your casket
Stacked in fragments
Blasted like faggots
Maggots eat the meat like acid
Damn it's fantastic
Murder's funny
I'm hungry for human burger
Even babies and lady's bleeding
From the burner
Mr Trent never meant to hurt her
She was just a worker
On the merger
I make the fucking lady miscarry
Her baby it's scary
When society makes me
Act violently
But I'll kill you quietly
When I'm slaying
You faggots off the atlas
And you can't pay me
When you hate me
I didn't mean to do it
The devil told me to do it
With his evil killing people music
Their lives were useless
There's no confusion
So don't act stupid
What's living for you spill
Blood I'm a psycho
Worse than Michael
This ain't a gimmick whore you still
Lying when you're dying
It's my image I'm born to kill
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