Burn The Groove To Death
(专辑: I Need Drugs - 2000)
Yo, insult to call your future's casket I'mma break a
cassette tape and stab you with the
plastic So bleed beautifully, roll up your shirt, strap on a
belt Start shooting me, but draw no blood Creep like I'm water bug Peep the
gore through blood, roll with a
horde of thugs Necro; the
lord of drugs Pay me for death till you got one brain cell left No fib, you're in a
prison up in your crib Yo, you dead kid, no breath, grotesque til death I'll leave my beef bloody I
cook it red, your future is as good as dead I'll shove my blade in, see you could fade out Your trapped in a
time that's played out, go check the
date out You're a
pussy that no one ate out, while my brains on fast foward You're a
victim and you don't even know it The
evil poet, you got no hands You can't catch it when I
throw it Depression makes you cut dimes Until your brain crashes like the
streets without traffic signals and stop-signs Cause everyday, is judgement day for me Cause humans that don't know me get scared and run away from me It's trife, hate hold the
remote control the
life Channel your energy, cut through your foes like a
soldier's knife While the
average front, I'm on a
never-ending scavenger hunt I'd rather be blunt so violate the
fact you wanna die is great Watch me annihilate I
got your sanity inside a
jar and I'm dropping it off the
Empire State Cause you touching the
mics; injustice, in muskets we trust kid, so bust clips The
verbal salt in my philosophy is molten Cause my pupils can only see a
world unwholesome, insulting, repulsive, revolting Let's risk it for piles of green, with, sadistic violent schemes Twisted like silent screams, I
have a
determination in Seeing your termination through extermination, cold like a
frozen igloo Your rubber room is closing in on you The
chosen jig you, death, is, fucking you insane You'll get nothing from my pockets The
only thing you got sewn up is your eye sockets So play dead as I
color you blood red Give up the
bread or I'll put a
hole in your fucking skull large like a
huge alien head Incinerate the
beat until it's six feet deep Then do a
Jesus on 'em, do a
crucifix, repeat, now watch me Burn it to the
death kid, send him to the
cross yeah yeah yeah Burn it to the
death kid, send him to the
cross yeah yeah yeah The
hour glass is filled with blow, sniff your time away Sink into the
snow and suffocate your fate, the
mind decays Strain the
brain and spine will pay, there's no burden vermin vaccination I'm doing a
life bid in imagination, BITCH I
don't gotta answer you How 'bout I
cancel you? Bury you with Satan, smoke up and do a
dance for you Morbid shit, peep me bopping on your guts G
Watch your step, it's slippery when bloody, I'm bleeding sin There's cancer in the
air, you'll breathe it in My whole steez is to achieve and win Slice you leave you with uneven skin It's apparent your transparent you can't conceal your lies You're synthetic like women that are really guys You got Jeff Healey's eyes, fuck you in your cunt group I'll bring murder right to your front stoop, touch you with a
comatosing caress I'll propose a
toast to your death, I
hope you'll decompose with one breath I
suppose I'll infest, I
doubt you're fine Peep the
poison, here's enough of an amount to die And the
holes in your body; you ain't got enough fingers to count that high After you lose, sparring my team for green, you'll be crying So much your putrid smelling body will be washed clean Ripping the
mics; I
like to do with pride It's necessary to bury, involuntary like mandatory suicide, government style There's nothing more fresh than a
skull covered with flesh I'm dressed not to impress, I'm cold, laughing G
I'm so fly the
SWAT team's after me Cause everywhere I
go, I
bring a
blood bath with me Peep the
creep creep, yo hemoglobin's cheap Just look for it, it's skin deep Each nigga next to you got eight accessible pints you can keep Peep the
black market, your girl ain't nothing but a
target I'll gem start you up, mark you with an exclamation Jux you in the
jug, and I
don't need no explanation It's all sexploitation my slang has no expiration Bloodied up, you're a
sight for sore eyes You'll be screaming for me when your cuts get basted in sodium chloride I'm pulling your cards kid, I
see the
Ace of Spades Death is in your future watch it parade 'til you're faced with blades The
reels reviled, your face in the
jiffy bag is sealed With a
kiss of the
deceased, I'm on a
H.G Lewis blood feast I
run with the
insane type, your life is like water floating down the
drain pipe A
scream or cries, crack fiend demise Open up your eyes and read between the
lies Now flip, imagine light up your kit A
whole drum kit, 'til there's no life in it And spike him good to two pieces of crooked wood Now beat me Burn it to the
death kid, send him to the
cross yeah yeah yeah Burn it to the
death kid, send him to the
cross yeah yeah yeah