The Unthrowboxes
INFECTED SKIN
MAD CAT VERSE 1:
Infected skin, I'll throw you in the bin
Stick the pins in ya brain, she gets surrounded with a sin
You can’t fin and you can't win
Identical twin, tear you limb from limb
I will bump your chin, I'll grind your bones in
My knife I spin, the demons within
Drowned in the abyss, I have to admit
The nightmare begins, I won’t forgive
If you fulfil, you won't gonna get it
I'm gonna disappear, you're such a hypocrite
Your tidbit girl's feet smell very sensitive
I'm a sick lunatic, we are nihilists
Domestic violence, this is my death sentence
The vengeance is mine, I'll destroy your bloodline
Watch the flatline, the worms in your intestines
Our murder weapons and bone collections

UNTHROWBOXES VERSE 2:
Look at my belly, my guts are empty
Crush you like a enemy, you'll drown in your blood like jelly
Ya intestines are plenty, ya palm is sweaty
Blood in my spaghetti, ya face looks pretty
Wolfs chest is hairy, her feet feels heavy
Blood is so messy, your brain is hot and ready
Her face looks scary and her feet is smelly
It’s beautiful but deadly, I’ll stomp the little tooth fairy
Terrorize you like Freddy Kruger, you hate the smell of sewer
I'm a brain chewer, your brain that I skewer
I’m your body bruiser, I'm your brain cooler
I hope you're a loser, I'm very super duper angry
They can eat the brain candy if people gets hungry
Your lips will be crunchy and tastes funky
If you think I’m funny, you gonna die of hunger
Your nose is running and now you look ugly
You gonna die younger, we're bounty hunters
I like to see thunder if I wonder
I don't like my brother, melt your brain like strawberry ice cream
Murders in your dream, I like to hear you scream
Idiots that I defeat, I'll turn you into a pony
Screaming like a banshee, you'll drown in the black sea
Destroy all you emcees, swimming in the red sea
I hope she would be, I would disagree
I'll guarantee, nobody oversees
The third degree burns, nobody returns
Your separated arms covered with worms
Nobody confirms, nothing harms
I'm gonna be the tempest so I can ascend the storm
Your dead body feels warm, let me transform
Her face is deformed, I hope you'll get ignored
Your vision is blurred, now smell the beancurd
HOOK X8: THE MAD CAT AND THE UNTHROWBOXES
Moisturize your infected skin with hot oil
You will be trapped in the cave of darkness