Goodbye

So say your last goodbyes
Tonight, bitch, you die
So say your last goodbyes
Tonight, bitch, you die

Pipe bomb in the pocket of my trenchcoat packed
Ready to get them all bloody, make them all feel the wrath
Of a mad man murdering people for my revenge
Running through the halls, a lunatic on the fringe
I chuckle and grin, a freak they would call me and laugh
Now I'm the only one that smiles at the double barrel blast
Never really learned to watch you say
So I'm in the hallway loaded with an AK

47, got it cocked and ready
Brain matter scattering like it was hot confetti
Bullets piercing every jock and petty
Motherfucker talking shit and now my thoughts are steady (kill them all)
Time for everyone to feel my pain
Trenchcoat gang ready to bang bang bang
Ready to slang them brains, recreating Columbine
Time for you to die
I hope you said your goodbyes because I'm saying mine

So say your last goodbyes
Tonight, bitch, you die

BRT is on the track, yeah the joke man is back
But I'm done with all the zingers and I'm ready to talk facts
Humor's a defense, I'll admit that much is true
And I'll wear it like a mask so I can blend with all of you
Without arousing suspicion that I harbor all this rage
I'm a horror, I'm a plague, I'm a monster in a cage
At any moment I will find you, I'm beside you, I'm behind you
You'll be choking on that laughter when I drug and beat and bind you

'Cause you crossed me for the last time and now you'll be my pass-time
Sick and twisted, dark and wicked, this might be my last crime
Nail gun, your frail young all across the walls
My mural is complete, tell me now are you appalled?
See, when I settle scores I don't aim for even
Wipe your bloodline out, not a single one left breathing
It's a hundred eyes for an eye and it's your turn to die
As I force my blade inside I hear a gurgling last goodbye

So say your last goodbyes
Tonight, bitch, you die
So say your last goodbyes
Tonight, bitch, you die

I'm quick to pick these bitches and I put them in a casket
You're gonna feel the wrath, bitch
Head and neck detached quick
I'm out my mind, I'm bat shit
Yes, I'm really that sick
I'm heading for that hat trick when I hit you with that motherfucking hatchet
These faggots are trying to match it
But in the process they're blowing trannies and gaskets
My torture techniques and tactics, corpses covered in plastic

You'll disappear like it's magic, man it's fucking fantastic
Now let's back track a bit, how did I get like this?
Never anything to anyone, suicidal by like six
Was a victim of the system 'til I found my mix and worldwide lineage of lunatics
Heretic is ever sick, not to be medicated
We're the monsters that your lack of actions have created
You know who it is, we're the family of the hated
Try and fuck with us, your corpse is raped and desecrated
Bitch, ha-ha-ha

So say your last goodbyes
Tonight, bitch, you die