The serial killas
Who roam the streets
Want another victim
To cook and eat
South of hell
The devil stalks among
The people
He rocks no gun
Just a cock
And mane it’s lethal
So be ready to buck
Cause with the slightest touch
You’ll meet ya death
What would you do if
Every thing you knew
Went up and left
Just ask the naked dope fiends
Ya local alcoholics
The pedos and crooked priests
On they knees
Don’t try to gamble ya luck
Cause destruction it
Moves in several different ways
Ya might get roughеd up
Murda
Red rum
Six hundred and sixty six
Bodies thеy lay beneath the mud
At the gravesite
Release the evil
Shit gets deep like the shining
So kid ya gotta keep ya brain right
Hang tight
Wam bam steal the van
Pull up on a lemon lame
Creep creep
Son of sam
Homicide
Lovers lane
Beware the schemin talkin dawg
That’s been speakin in tongues
Ya better watch out mane
I think I hear em comin
The twisted surgeons of doom
Inspect a lick
Which person will they choose
For the new collection
Enter the nic doctor satan
Wants ya tongue
Just meet me at the gates
Before the crack of dawn
Welcome to the dark side
I’m back to lay it down for
These fuckin snakes
Congratulations on ya prize
You won a barrel to ya dome
And here I got some iodine
To clean the bloody mess
Once I grab the mic
I’m breakin bones
That’s called
An autmatic stang
I got l that aim from the cut
When I’m on the range
We don’t come in peace
So don’t test in your dreams
On the reap just like fred
I’m gon’ make sure you’ll never
Be free

I caught this fella at
The shake junt trippin
Last night
So I had to bend his wind pipe
Sometimes a punk will
Pull the wrong kinda tricks
That’s when a hustle
Turns into a fight
That’s just the way of the wind
Eternal evisceration
In purgatory
Within the village of pain
A creature greets another
There’s no escape
Cause you can run
But still the virus spreads
It’s too late
It’s like we’re walkin with the dead
Somewhere south of hell
The beast awaits in black and red
They’ll never stop the reign
Of the sixty one five
And that’s a god damn bet
I think you know by now
Don’t turn around
I thought we told ya mothafucka
Ya better watch out