[Verse 1]

I creep through your alley AKA the ill mortician
Kickin' backstabbers in the illest of position
Yo, you know my style with the guts in the bucket
Lukewarm cadavers make me ladder
I can't wait to fuck it
My mind state pains the rough sense
Gettin' blasted by my secret service when I snuffed Clinton
While in the streets between stompin' on ya back
Because experiments, ever since I got smacked by my pastor
Then I became the master of my people
And got that evil motherfucker resting on ya steeple
I eat through, a typhus
The tactics are the same
Its doing shows in the morgue
Killing crowds, get the anus
Waiting through the slops as mess
You know my address
Last house from the left with the chains on the mattress
Sadistic, your trachea connects with your bladder
Contortion wave, beyond your means you feel the splatter
Bustin' in a parasital feed on your carcass
When I drop this and spark rhymes in the darkness

(Come on)
Something I'll kick before for your ear
(Check it how I rock it)


[Verse 2]

Peace to the n***as wrecking mics on my level
Deceased to the bitches sucking dicks with the devil
The serial, child's peripheral
You can't watch me
When I pass the set I get your jaw sloppy, don't copy
Gums are ulcerated, mics are castrated
Excavated, your whole embowelment's orchestrated
When activated I leave MCs dilapidated
You live to make it, but all your rap's evaporated
Imminent decayers, I exhume the epidermis
Your spirit gets jacked as your back hits the furnace
Your ballin, and knew my pick with, sebaceous ?dick wits?
The cause from the mystic, gets ya mystic lifted
Flesh is blown, with ?herotaine? and acetone
Gas streaks boombastic
Your souls past your bone
From a under, down I wreck your body with the 7
Inch blade, filet, now you head inside the Heaven


(Come on)
Something I'll kick before for your ear
(Check it how I rock it)


[Verse 3]

Foe's 8 bars are simple
When I massage your temple
Lines envigorated your rhymes like a pencil
When you cut me on then you know this
The flow's is spurratic
Without static, clicks like an automatic
Caliber style like Heaven tec at the villa
Mess suspect the killer serial if he gets iller
All heaven, the rate loose and place is great
And the crescendo, I kick ya mango
My gaze blaze my raze through windows
And dope pave the way for me to sendo
I kicked it, like vance with prolific
Makin' me crazy wicked
I turn your carcass to smoke like some endo
Spark the hearts of darkness with knife from my mental
Despite what you into, you said you intimental
With scrap cranial fluids on the steps in your temple

(Come on)
Something I'll kick before for your ear
(Check it how I rock it)