Nastifier 2
You know you winnin when they start hatin
You know they scared when they start prayin
I spark anger
They ain't worthy of my dark side, Garth Vader
Dark sense of humor, and the rules be like tumors
Killin me or they useless, losers
Time to remove all you fools spreadin rumors
Cook a couple roofies in your bread, and you're too gone
Wake up in my basement in a circle jerk of haters
Bound and gagged, I'm bound and determined to mame you
Word to mania, the pressure washer sprayin you
Face fallin off like the racist in the Raiders
Of the lost ark, dope verses be a lost art
Like your arm I just chopped off, I got bars
Solid metal to your teeth, now they knocked out
Balls bouncing off the floor, Nadal
What's admissible in court, and what's not?
I ain't using no names, so fuck off
Welcome to hell
Welcome to my dungeon
Please don't mind the smell
It's just some blood and guts and
Who knows what's real shit
Nasty spreading nightmares
You say you don't feel this
Acting like I care
Do you give a fuck about
What I've been through, and how I feel stuck now?
How I feel abandoned by my family and friends
You really see their ass in a new light in the end
You really need to stop with the violence in your music Bugs
It's gonna get you in trouble
Why? Horror movies get away with way worse stuff
Have you ever seen...
I think we both know you can get in trouble
For profanity in music
The same rules don't apply to movies
Now let's get to the real issue
Why do you have such anger?
You know they scared when they start prayin
I spark anger
They ain't worthy of my dark side, Garth Vader
Dark sense of humor, and the rules be like tumors
Killin me or they useless, losers
Time to remove all you fools spreadin rumors
Cook a couple roofies in your bread, and you're too gone
Wake up in my basement in a circle jerk of haters
Bound and gagged, I'm bound and determined to mame you
Word to mania, the pressure washer sprayin you
Face fallin off like the racist in the Raiders
Of the lost ark, dope verses be a lost art
Like your arm I just chopped off, I got bars
Solid metal to your teeth, now they knocked out
Balls bouncing off the floor, Nadal
What's admissible in court, and what's not?
I ain't using no names, so fuck off
Welcome to hell
Welcome to my dungeon
Please don't mind the smell
It's just some blood and guts and
Who knows what's real shit
Nasty spreading nightmares
You say you don't feel this
Acting like I care
Do you give a fuck about
What I've been through, and how I feel stuck now?
How I feel abandoned by my family and friends
You really see their ass in a new light in the end
You really need to stop with the violence in your music Bugs
It's gonna get you in trouble
Why? Horror movies get away with way worse stuff
Have you ever seen...
I think we both know you can get in trouble
For profanity in music
The same rules don't apply to movies
Now let's get to the real issue
Why do you have such anger?
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Writer(s): Chad Allen
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