(Verse 1)

The Corpse Grinder with the platinum shovel

The gat's humble

Wherever I dig at you, I keep my pigs in a bundle

Make getaways like (?), keep my chicks in a grundle

Flippin (doctors)? and (demos and dips?) wherever, we run you

Guns through customs, sonnin you

Yall n***as is bitches

Stick to dick

Fighting over whos doing the dishes

I'm bruising these christians

Northern winds, alluminus victims

Moving through shape shifts, I'm raping chicks at home in their slippers

Make they pussy squirt from a ripped verse, titties to burst

The Gore Pimp

Leaving Oslo with a pretty piss nurse

Classic breeds

Medication, trippin from (V's?)

N***a's tanked up
But I still pull the trigger with ease

The bastard son, the Mansons never sent me no cheese

I (repent to Odin)? for every body part that I freeze

The taxidermist, steady (?) at your mama that bleeds

I'm worse than Bundy, with a Volkswagen that feeds

Fucking with us, kid, armageddon, fetisch for cheese