Night Chronicles
(专辑: The Insane Asylum - 2013)
I
am the
Brainsick heathen Some will call me different cause I
do believe in demons And they all end up screaming They all do it different when they suck up on my semen You can find me in the
night, posted in the
alley with a
bunch of fucking weirdos Sick individuals that bite, Tyson motherfuckers when they chewing on these earlobes Coming around the
corner drunk, with the
incredible pump, ready to dump, slump and the
bump on some screen humps I
told him "I am not no punk," cut him into chunks, then I
left his body in the
forest when I'm kind of Gump Brainsick little nigga Been that way ever since to get little niggas Catch a
fade, or you be a
bitch little nigga You gon' get what the
fuck you get little nigga Even a
machete to your skull, niggas that get hit up with all type of different weapons Even if the
blade is dull, kitchen utensils used to my discretion I'm the
Monster in the
Dark bark if you are gonna bite either that or be silent You get ate up like a
shark in the
middle of the
ocean with nothing but violence Practicing black magic, you silly rabbit grab it, like I
was an addict I
gotta have it like a
bad habit Go ahead and have at it, they all end up with a
disease, begging "please," for every nigga took a
stab at it No one can hear you for miles You could even be like real real loud Go ahead scream and shout Anything can happen when the
full moon is out Night Chronicles Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas B-B-B-B-Back from the
dead, trigger finger itching with the
strap full of lead S-S-S-S-Sack for the
bread, is the
reason they want me in the
'lac giving head On my ding-dong, beat it on my chest just like a
nigga King Kong P-P-Polishing me bone, all you motherfuckers wonder "is he on?" Y-Y-Yes bitch we on, shutting down this game for these squares and these clones T-T-Till I
have or I
don't, and I
kept my checks clean cause they always on the
don't T-T-To the
top of the
throne, and if they disrespect that, get the
black of the
chrome Yak and it's on, from the
city by the
water niggas shooting for the
dome But to get back his own But that don't really matter when you stay up on the
chrome Always keep a
weapon, if these niggas disrespecting, I
will happily deflect them when their brains get blown Hit these motherfuckers with the
strychnine times outta ten I
get up in the
whip high Aiming for the
bitch eye, why try to miss when niggas will come back and put a
bullet in my fish fry Putting one in your lung, I'm doing it all for fun, I
hit them without a
gun when I
come like a
real one Did it without the
homies on my side, by myself up in the
ride I
done been up in some I'll ones No one can hear you for miles You could even be like real real loud Go ahead scream and shout Anything can happen when the
full moon is out Night Chronicles Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas Murder you niggas Look around the
corner what they do serving you niggas [*whispers and backwards speak*]