Mutilation (feat. HAVENHAIDA)
I take a scalpel right through your tract
He haemorrhages, not coming back
Keep tying your noose bitch pick up the slack
I mail his parents his bloodied sack
I take a scalpel right through your tract
He haemorrhages, not coming back
Keep tying your noose bitch pick up the slack
I mail his parents his bloodied sack
Gun to his throat
The fuckers they ghost
The bitches that need me they leave me the most
Stabbed through his coat
His head on a post
The bitches that need me they leave me the most
Dangle from rope
You're left with no hope
The fuckers that hate me they love me the most
I let him choke
He cannot cope
The fuckers that hate me they love me the most
I fucking hate your guts
Do what I want and must
The shit I do is just
Your fucking career crushed
Fuck out my face lil runt
You just a fucking cunt
Sorry i'm just being blunt
Go back to smoking your blunt
Decapitate that bitch leave em to rot
Call me psychotic don't fuck with no thot
Leave that fuck hanging, a noose round his neck
I fucked with his bitch then I cash out a check
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
Skull fuck these bitches get their throat cut
Skull fuck these bitches little fake sluts
Skull fuck these bitches feeling my cuts
Skull fuck these bitches cannot feel yuh
Mutilated body in my suv
They call me a monster yeah scp
Blood on my hands the last thing that you see
Cry all you want it wont work sweetie
Lady luck loves me she shuffle the deck
My blade is left pinned against their damn neck
Fucker I ripped up all your fucking cheques
If you don't fuck with me get no respect
Spinal fluid draining into the tiles
Feels good to kill bitch its been a while
I watch you die and I watch with a smile
Who knew god could make someone so vile
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
He haemorrhages, not coming back
Keep tying your noose bitch pick up the slack
I mail his parents his bloodied sack
I take a scalpel right through your tract
He haemorrhages, not coming back
Keep tying your noose bitch pick up the slack
I mail his parents his bloodied sack
Gun to his throat
The fuckers they ghost
The bitches that need me they leave me the most
Stabbed through his coat
His head on a post
The bitches that need me they leave me the most
Dangle from rope
You're left with no hope
The fuckers that hate me they love me the most
I let him choke
He cannot cope
The fuckers that hate me they love me the most
I fucking hate your guts
Do what I want and must
The shit I do is just
Your fucking career crushed
Fuck out my face lil runt
You just a fucking cunt
Sorry i'm just being blunt
Go back to smoking your blunt
Decapitate that bitch leave em to rot
Call me psychotic don't fuck with no thot
Leave that fuck hanging, a noose round his neck
I fucked with his bitch then I cash out a check
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
Skull fuck these bitches get their throat cut
Skull fuck these bitches little fake sluts
Skull fuck these bitches feeling my cuts
Skull fuck these bitches cannot feel yuh
Mutilated body in my suv
They call me a monster yeah scp
Blood on my hands the last thing that you see
Cry all you want it wont work sweetie
Lady luck loves me she shuffle the deck
My blade is left pinned against their damn neck
Fucker I ripped up all your fucking cheques
If you don't fuck with me get no respect
Spinal fluid draining into the tiles
Feels good to kill bitch its been a while
I watch you die and I watch with a smile
Who knew god could make someone so vile
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
Blood on my hands
You don't understand
I think I just killed a man
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Writer(s): Psychotic Psychedelic
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