Actus Reus
When I step in the booth it's a murder scene
There's a tooth on the floor and an intestine
I'm the Dahmer that Jeffery will never see
I'm the truth, fuck the cap on your broken knee
I'm the fucking bubonic
I'm mentally plagued
Deadly psychotic
My guts are heroic
I'm slightly euphoric
I'll die iconic
But first I gotta go cremate your body
I'll auction your body to Isis
And solve the whole crisis
But first, I'm checking the prices
I'll get you in trouble with indies assassins
Who'll have you distorted and simmered in spices
Who'll have you in toasters like Albany slices
Mentally crippled and looking like all his
Gemini babies
Shackled in cages
Slowly dying from encephalitis
Part of me is clearly a robot
So listen I'll tell you what isn't at stake
Part of me is clawed and scratched
Like gardens in summer
When watered and fertile
And after being raked
Part of me is flesh like vampire hearts
When pierced with a stake
Or when pit bulls and terriers
Gobble a steak
Invincible like US policemen
With all of the lives that they take
I'm more deadly than US superiors
Recruiting troops
And exposing their masses to teargas
Or Soviet leaders with acid mustard gas
Cyanide
And doctors exposing the patients insides
Oh I'm making pasta noose out of your insides
Under pressure is where we all reside
Pick or choose
Either his grave or my side
We're surviving on Ramen and OJ
Like Joyner and Baby
But fuck it your noodles are weak
I'll pull out a weapon
That's making you piss in your panties
Then tie all your guts in a leach
I'll have you in stiches then later in tears
Then later I'll surely awaken your fears
I'll have you hallucinate
Thinking you're one of the greatest
Bitch, get out of your phases
I'll eat my lunch on the floor
With a knife and a fork
Then put on my strapped vest
Shackle my neck and my ankles
Get me a headrest, 2 stuffed jackals
A packet of Paxils
Shut the door, burn the key and the handle
Stuff the ashes in a couple of pencils
Scribble my door with a sign of a rattle
Snake in a cradle
Get me a bagel
Get in the back of my car
And put on a seatbelt
Gag on like it's a bondage
Turn the ignition on and fill the road
I'm swerving driving with road rage
Sassy senor, senorita
Senior Senator has an affair with the janitor
Sucking the sauce in the satchel
While at home he left his wife Jennifer
Susan seeks a senior soldier veteran
While her husband's a reverent
With a new grinder
Find her searching his phone
And checking the apps
Reading the texts and trying to find a
Folder of nudes
She goes to the safe and pulls out a blue and white gun with a red tip
With an extender
Walks in the bathroom finds her husband
Taking a shit in the toilet
Cocks the Glock with a sneaker
Aims at the door with the heater
Grabs the balls then pulls the springing trigger
"I hope he's alive I didn't mean it"
Gawd damn bitch give me a breather
You follow me like you're a fucking heat sinker
I'm eating kidneys and livers
A couple of hearts
A lung
A neck and a thigh
A cannibal entered the room
His hungry
Blood thirsty
Feasting on thy
I'm saving the heads for target practice
Hanging your corpse on a bullseye cactus
This is an act of quackery fuckery foolery
A mental actus
I'm nemero Uno prolly you don't know
I'm wilder than Cujo
A twisting tiger faster than cool joe
Everyday battles fighting for food
In the middle of summer
Or prolly in food courts
Tackle the king of the jungle
I'm making my way
To the top of the food chain
Faster than Usain
Out running Usain
Gemini babies we all say
I'mma fight till the end
Till I throw in my cape
But I'm seeing in red
Like a bull seeing a cape
You're strong in a group
I'm an army in one
My hair's in a bun
I'll spit out my gum on your grave when I'm done
Then I pour out some liquor
To add to the weight on your chest underground
That's purely in anger I don't wanna lie
But why would I lie
When I'm clearly the guy with your head in a brine
And my ass on the line
And your girl on my line
Get the fuck out my way and stay outta sight
End and destroy you, yah girl I might
Curl your persona and show you my might
I'm a nocturnal I fuck with the night
Claustrophobic this beat is tight
That was a freestyle, yah right
There's a tooth on the floor and an intestine
I'm the Dahmer that Jeffery will never see
I'm the truth, fuck the cap on your broken knee
I'm the fucking bubonic
I'm mentally plagued
Deadly psychotic
My guts are heroic
I'm slightly euphoric
I'll die iconic
But first I gotta go cremate your body
I'll auction your body to Isis
And solve the whole crisis
But first, I'm checking the prices
I'll get you in trouble with indies assassins
Who'll have you distorted and simmered in spices
Who'll have you in toasters like Albany slices
Mentally crippled and looking like all his
Gemini babies
Shackled in cages
Slowly dying from encephalitis
Part of me is clearly a robot
So listen I'll tell you what isn't at stake
Part of me is clawed and scratched
Like gardens in summer
When watered and fertile
And after being raked
Part of me is flesh like vampire hearts
When pierced with a stake
Or when pit bulls and terriers
Gobble a steak
Invincible like US policemen
With all of the lives that they take
I'm more deadly than US superiors
Recruiting troops
And exposing their masses to teargas
Or Soviet leaders with acid mustard gas
Cyanide
And doctors exposing the patients insides
Oh I'm making pasta noose out of your insides
Under pressure is where we all reside
Pick or choose
Either his grave or my side
We're surviving on Ramen and OJ
Like Joyner and Baby
But fuck it your noodles are weak
I'll pull out a weapon
That's making you piss in your panties
Then tie all your guts in a leach
I'll have you in stiches then later in tears
Then later I'll surely awaken your fears
I'll have you hallucinate
Thinking you're one of the greatest
Bitch, get out of your phases
I'll eat my lunch on the floor
With a knife and a fork
Then put on my strapped vest
Shackle my neck and my ankles
Get me a headrest, 2 stuffed jackals
A packet of Paxils
Shut the door, burn the key and the handle
Stuff the ashes in a couple of pencils
Scribble my door with a sign of a rattle
Snake in a cradle
Get me a bagel
Get in the back of my car
And put on a seatbelt
Gag on like it's a bondage
Turn the ignition on and fill the road
I'm swerving driving with road rage
Sassy senor, senorita
Senior Senator has an affair with the janitor
Sucking the sauce in the satchel
While at home he left his wife Jennifer
Susan seeks a senior soldier veteran
While her husband's a reverent
With a new grinder
Find her searching his phone
And checking the apps
Reading the texts and trying to find a
Folder of nudes
She goes to the safe and pulls out a blue and white gun with a red tip
With an extender
Walks in the bathroom finds her husband
Taking a shit in the toilet
Cocks the Glock with a sneaker
Aims at the door with the heater
Grabs the balls then pulls the springing trigger
"I hope he's alive I didn't mean it"
Gawd damn bitch give me a breather
You follow me like you're a fucking heat sinker
I'm eating kidneys and livers
A couple of hearts
A lung
A neck and a thigh
A cannibal entered the room
His hungry
Blood thirsty
Feasting on thy
I'm saving the heads for target practice
Hanging your corpse on a bullseye cactus
This is an act of quackery fuckery foolery
A mental actus
I'm nemero Uno prolly you don't know
I'm wilder than Cujo
A twisting tiger faster than cool joe
Everyday battles fighting for food
In the middle of summer
Or prolly in food courts
Tackle the king of the jungle
I'm making my way
To the top of the food chain
Faster than Usain
Out running Usain
Gemini babies we all say
I'mma fight till the end
Till I throw in my cape
But I'm seeing in red
Like a bull seeing a cape
You're strong in a group
I'm an army in one
My hair's in a bun
I'll spit out my gum on your grave when I'm done
Then I pour out some liquor
To add to the weight on your chest underground
That's purely in anger I don't wanna lie
But why would I lie
When I'm clearly the guy with your head in a brine
And my ass on the line
And your girl on my line
Get the fuck out my way and stay outta sight
End and destroy you, yah girl I might
Curl your persona and show you my might
I'm a nocturnal I fuck with the night
Claustrophobic this beat is tight
That was a freestyle, yah right
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