[Intro: SCUM]
Lead pipe to the back of your head
Crimson stains on the floor from the blood that was shed
Sticky stains on the walls I should clean but instead
Grab the next one in line drag 'em in to the shed to

[Verse 1: Insane Poetry]
I write wicked calligraphy with this pen dipped in human blood
This is my ministry, misery's what I'm puking up
Upon these pages the sickness slithers now hear the whispers from the oculus and appears the killers right out the mirror
It's the Cenobites dragging the chain with meat hooks see how your meat looks, it's graphic insane
With passion and pain, perfectly painted I paint the pyrotechnics
Blistering hot flames inspired from a Bible reference
I got 'em running tryna find the exits
Had to remind you peasants I'm the author of these violent records
The circle saw and axe hangs like an iron necklace
Swinging back and forth like a pendulum as I whack your corpse (Ugh)
With aggressive adrenaline and excessive force (Ugh)
God of Horrorcore, the Morbid Lord check the source
Have reservoirs of blood flood as they lay in bed
Slay 'em dead with JP Tha Hustler, we love to paint it red

[Chorus: SCUM]
Lead pipe to the back of your head
Crimson stains on the floor from the blood that was shed
Sticky stains on the walls I should clean but instead
Grab the next one in line drag 'em in to the shed to
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red, huh
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red, huh
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red
'Til it's all covered in gore and everyone's lying dead
[Verse 2: JP Tha Hustler]
It's a stickup while you hiccup from my knife-work
It's such a pretty blade, watch how my knife works
She's such a dirty girl, watch how my knife flirts
From your calf to your thigh then it's up your skirt
You got the BDSM such a dirty bitch
I like the way you smell, such a tasty dish
I got creative ways to get you off, that's my niche
I got the wooden horse baby time to make a wish
You my sexy little vixen, you my succubus
But I'm a vampire bitch I will suck you up
Leak your life, false LOD what a rush
Nice to know you bitch
Daddy's now your incubus
Don't be mad I defiled every cavity
Whacked the mole through every hole in your cabinetry
Cause I deceived you with the rest of your best friends
And now I leave you with the dirty pussy, Sanchez

[Chorus: SCUM]
Lead pipe to the back of your head
Crimson stains on the floor from the blood that was shed
Sticky stains on the walls I should clean but instead
Grab the next one in line drag 'em in to the shed to
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red, huh
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red, huh
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red
'Til it's all covered in gore and everyone's lying dead
[Verse 3: SCUM]
Face is spotted with blood splatter
Motherfuckers better scatter
Rusty nails in a baseball bat that are sticking out are sticky red
Swinging like somebody hung me
Violent like a game of rugby
And the shirt I'm wearing's looking like a crusty Maxi pad
Motherfucker I'm a monster that nobody even wants to have residing in they city
God have pity on they souls
I'll lobotomize they children with my lyrical creations
Tales of snuff and mutilation's hotter than a pile of coals
Hey, hey everybody's on the ground
Hands are tied behind their back as they are awaiting execution
Pray, but best not let me hear a sound
Or that will speed up my attack and there is only one solution
Give up and die, give up and let me paint the ceiling
With your steaming hot intestines that are wrapped around the broom
I'm an animal that's rabid and addicted to the killing
Using the blood that I am spilling just to paint this fucking room

[Chorus: SCUM]
Lead pipe to the back of your head
Crimson stains on the floor from the blood that was shed
Sticky stains on the walls I should clean but instead
Grab the next one in line drag 'em in to the shed to
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red, huh
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red, huh
Paint it red, paint the rest of it red
'Til it's all covered in gore and everyone's lying dead