[Intro: MKULTRA]
Go!
Haha!
Welcome to the motherfuckin' meat show!

[Verse 1: MKULTRA]
Flesh on the pedestal, trash get wet from my tentacles
It get raw, bled on the pentacle
Set gets head, it's a spectacle
You might fall, bed is the sepulchral
Text turn red, get ephemeral, it might stop
Maybe not imperceptible
Open sores' the receptacle, it's like "God!"
Carnival machinery (Ahh)
Seven eyes antagonize, feel them breeding me (Huh)
Giant flies are feeding me (Ahh)
Its all out war at the eatery (Why)
Roadkill fill the scenery (Ahh)
Expensive dead pets fed to derisive beings (Why)
Break it with divisiveness (Ahh)
Raining from the sky, it's the iron fist

[Chorus: MKULTRA]
I dont know, my spine is sick
I got Crohns, and I'm stuck in a bathtub filled with shit
[Verse 2: MKULTRA]
My grip, knife tip
Down the anus, be ashamed but you still love it all the same
It grind dick, find it
It's mangled and crushed in a pet cemetery, silence, asylum
Entangled in fuck, solitary tightening, It fit, I'm in
Non-euclidean torture a force beyond this
Go down, get deeper
Picture of your death bed on a t-shirt
That sound, it feed her
Spiders start erupting from the bleachers!
It pounds, you get weaker
Color out of space, raise the fever
Your town, the detour
Fall into the earth from the speakers

[Chorus: MKULTRA]
I dont know, my spine is sick
I got Crohns, and I'm stuck in a bathtub filled with shit

[Verse 3: BRUHMANEGOD]
[?]
Talkin' back, talkin' back, [?]
In the back of his head, and fuck it, that's okay
[?] we gon' run him down in public
Jackin' his dick, sit around doin' nothin'
Spatter the spit onto his tongue while I'm fuckin'
Give him the meat, yeah, I'ma make that boy my husband
He is a baby and my little boy goblin
You wanna tell me on your death bed
"If you hate on me I'ma fill you up with lead, friend
And that shit's a promise, it is not a death threat"
Callin' up the gang, and his motherfuckin' neck bled