[Intro]
, MANSON
Where's Reyna?

[Chorus]
Close your fuckin' blinds before you starin' at a red beam
Make that bullet turn ya face into a mess, a crime scene
I am not a freak, but I sure am a lot of things
Psychopathic, very graphic, spilling guts like rhyme schemes
Stalk at night, I got my knife by side
I'll fuckin' grip my knife, I'll fuckin' end yo' life
So pussy watch yo' word, or you get dropped by curb
A 12-gauge shotty in your mouth will hurt

[Verse 1]
You got a gun, I got a knife, but I got the fuckin' strife
You're not ready to kill, but I already took a life
I'm fuckin' ready, grip machete, you will never fuckin' fathom
Thе gore inside my mind, I pass the timе, lambs a fuckin' phantom
You will never know, my mind will never slow
I'll keep going, keep going, gotta run the show
And lamb is always waiting, the patience slowly fading
You do the crime, you do the time inside your home invading

[Interlude]
You fucking bitch, you better open up your fuckin' window
I'm fucking tired of this, I'm tired of it
Let me in, let me in, let me in
You dirty fucking whore
[Verse 2]
.44, feeling ego-driven when I'm stompin' whores
Kick in doors, everybody running, well that's for sure
You will not restore, break yo' fuckin' mental, you will not ignore
Lamb and Reyna runnin' through yo' house, hang you on your porch
Broken glass, you better pray to God that you'll be runnin' fast
'Cause if I catch you lackin' through them blinds, I'll get to lunging at ya skull
Wanna see you fall, see yo' corpse up in a mall with twenty-seven others
Bitch, you know that I'm inside your wall

[Chorus]
Close your fuckin' blinds before you starin' at a red beam
Make that bullet turn ya face into a mess, a crime scene
I am not a freak, but I sure am a lot of things
Psychopathic, very graphic, spilling guts like rhyme schemes
Stalk at night, I got my knife by side
I'll fuckin' grip my knife, I'll fuckin' end yo' life
So pussy watch yo' word, or you get dropped by curb
A 12-gauge shotty in your mouth will hurt