[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Don't make me have to put your brains right up in a package
My .357 make a n***a do backflips
I can eat your guts and jump in a studio afterwards
Cut 'em up with a knife then eatin' then I go back to work
I'm a animal, a cannibal I live off a human meat
And I chew brains like a cantaloupe
I was walkin' down the avenue bloody like Lurch
I run up in your church and let the heck [?]
I cut them bitches up after that I'm still in a hearse
Put your knife in a neck of the reverend
I'm stealing her purse
And you know I love meat, well...
Now I'm 'bout to have it with my n***a from D12
Now they 'bout to die because of my fuckin' CD sells
Cuttin' off the nuts and turnin' them n***as to females
Then I fuck 'em in the ass with a machete I'm deadly
Leave your intestines on the grass

[Hook]
Sweet and Brew
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah

[Verse 2: Bizzare]
Evil thoughts, hear the sparks of neighborhood sicko
He just walk up and caught the new Brian Lickoff Bizarre's lightning fans bitch I'm Rocky Man And you coughing and weaving just like Rocky Dad Whitecook, left foot, did another jam Call me Apollo Creed 'cause I'll beat Rocky's ass Eight-year-old boys, I set them eyes and rape shit I'm worse than the coach from his state Bizarre's aversion She and Harley never had a real woman Just kidding the Barrys And I'm sorry for all the girls I attacked All the animals I raped All the midges that I smacked Bizarre's a weirdo called me Stan I stalk my own fans and write whenever
[Hook]
Sweet and Brew
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah

[Verse 3: Fury]
Grown oddity, smoke sodomy, love it I saw my dad's head and my mom's body and fuck it The pops sitting in God's lobby just wondering Why I'm so out of my mind and discuss it Now what would make me break in my own wizards Throw my own cat in the stove No wizardance only motors for in emotions Weapons and clothes, fist mountains and doses Anyway your necks like an open eye Still want it in eight states for murder That's why I got a cabin and slave flake I'll murder I'll rape my son's play date and brun them like case space with flames remains like burgers tie me up until Anthony fucls me zanny the nanny watching the son in the luggage staring at my daughters eyes until she loves me


[Hook]
Sweet and Brew
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah

[Verse 4: King Gordy]
Hail Dark Lord Vader
Sure hope I make it up to heaven
I was seven when I was beheaded
N***a, now I'm headin' up to God
He said it would be odd when [?] pulls off my drawers
Now my balls are all in God's jaw
Jesus fucking me
Holy shit the Holy Spirit's comin', he's pumping me
Give me break, the Lord bust a nut in me
Lucifer I'm used to ya, all you do is fuck and pee
Dahmer throat, I'ma choke, the Satan starts suckin' me
Havin' a threesome with God and Jesus
And we love to suck each others dicks 'til we cum
Take a journey inside, my mind's burnin'
If I keep on flirtin', then I will get nut squirted in my eye
Jesus took the Devil's pitchfork, what is this for?
Let me stick it up his ass 'til it get sore
I am the king of horrorcore
You can get your angel wings burned
Fallin' off like a sick bird
Hail Dark Lord Vader
[Hook]
Sweet and Brew
I don’t know what I did last night
It's murdah, it's murdah, it's murdah