[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]

Burning bodies, you alive
I do the opposite
Schizo in the back
We heading down to the Necropolis
Three-headed Cerberus, we need to see a psychologist
Pissin' on your grave, I fill it up like a urologist
Wait, we running it back
Fucking the game up, I don’t wanna cap
Summon the demon, I chop ‘em in half
Coming around, and I step on the gas, uh
Out the gates, we're mistaken for the sons of Satan
Back in business with all y'all favorite collaboration
Slugs making ‘em float
Like a motherfuckin’ poltergeist
Eyes rolling back
Got me feeling like the antichrist
UAV causing a genocidе, if you want it
Come and get it, pussy boy, go and cross the linе

[Verse 2: SCHIZO]

Schizo's coming back
Putting nails inside the coffin
I'm caustic, malicious, like the devil
Bitch, take caution
I'm taking bodies
Wrap ‘em up inside the cellophane
My mind's fuckin' cuckoo
I just oopsied on some benzocaine
Into pain, split your dome
Ease the knife between your brain
Worse than every demon
Even evil can't receive the blame
I am the apocalypse, I'm like apocalyptico
Except I disembody anybody tryna seize my throne
I’m sinister, you know that
I get evil when I need to eat ya ego up
Decay from the inside
Then possess ya like a demon does
Psychotically ironic that I talk like a psychologist
But then I flip the switch and stick it in your esophagus
[Verse 3: VAGUE]

I’mma let you know
Goodbye
Last thing I said while ending your life
Always on the edge, what a waste of my time
Blood pouring down on my fuckin' red eyes
Shut your fuckin’ mouth
'Cause I'll switch it out
You a loss for words
Like you passed out
But that's not the right route
Calling me grave, I’ll put ‘em away
It's not the right crowd
They building a case, not leaving a trace
Find me in the shadows
And you'll finally get a taste
Wolf pack tappin' in and grabbing your soul
I'ma find you fuckin' lackin'
Hand you off to Schizo
He's sending a message on the skin
While he's bashing your skull
And leave your body to rot
So that the maggots can grow, hoe